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Life of a freelancer

This is the story of a freelancer,
Whose life can be compared to a roller coaster
More than the hardships of the job,
It’s the hunting for work that’s flop

Once you land up with an assignment
Doesn’t mean, it’s the end of your impediment
You now have to finish the work to Client’s satisfaction,
After that starts the chase for your compensation

And then there are clients who want superior quality,
But in the name of remuneration expect you to accept charity
Not always that may be the case
Because few clients are the icing with the cake

On top of all there is the pressure to pay,
All your bills, which keeps piling day by day
Not to forget your friends and family,
Who think your work is not to be taken seriously

In the end however, this is the path I prefer,
As my work makes me my sole master
I have the liberty to experiment,
With my intellectual to all my contentment!

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By I-m-me @ 11:47 PM, ,



Truth... remains behind the mask

When I saw that smile
Little did I realize,
Its nothing but a lie,
And one day, would make me cry

How to survive in this world, so fake
Where everyone wears a mask on their face,
For some materialistic gain,
They don’t hesitate to give pain

World may have good people too
Then why in my share, were you,
Giving a few drops of waters to me,
Slowly took away from me, my sea

Sweet words are often backed by greed
Gauge a person only by their deed,
Now on, except for the divine,
No one earns trust of mine.

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By I-m-me @ 4:42 AM, ,



Dedicated to Prisoners of War

There is not much I can do about pushing India's POW issue further but I couldn’t stop myself from writing this poem; and I dedicate it to the entire Indian army POW still waiting for their freedom.

To the epitome of braveness
It would be still less
If I salute you a thousand times
For guarding us from impending crimes

I wasn’t born then,
When stood all you brave men
In front of the enemy,
The never losing… Indian army

Time has moved ahead,
We no longer need to dread
Amidst our loved ones, safe and sound,
In our sky, our ground

With only one grief in the heart,
You lie in the days of the past
With no signs of freedom,
From the atrocities of some

Frustrated and helpless we are,
Unable to get you out of the bar
Forgive us for the blame,
For not relieving you, from your pain.

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By I-m-me @ 2:48 PM, ,



Monsoon magic

Hiding the lord of light
When the clouds covers the skies,

Ohh! What a happy gloomy feeling… arise


Looking at the water drops
From the corner of the panes,
Gentle breeze touches my face

No answer appears right
As much as I try to find,

How this weather soothes my heart… my mind


Calling for someone
Sitting on top of a rock,

To have a silent talk


Alone I hum a song
Nobody listening to my quiet sound,

The rain lends music in the background.

Hiding the lord of light
When the clouds covers the skies,

Ohh! What a happy gloomy feeling… arise


Wish this lasts forever
But would it be so pleasant,

If this climate never ends?


The magic of monsoon season
Probably lies in its turn,
After a difficult and sweaty sun.

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By I-m-me @ 3:47 AM, ,



Fellows till time allows

Those times were so great,
To live fullest, was the only aim,
For which, there is no regret
But now, It’s not the same

Was it my action or word
To which, u put the blame?
Or is life the culprit,
Who spoiled the game,

To not let our thoughts meet
Or is it something else,
Once just once,
Help me, clear the mess

Our friendship is like a butterfly,
Even with a short life,

friendship_poem
We can reach the sky,
This is the time to be happy, not cry
Over things, we don’t have a hold,
Leave it on destiny to unfold,

Till then understand please,
The harshness of life,
Not let disturb your ease

’Coz, it will be difficult for me to bear,
Losing a friend, I really care.

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By I-m-me @ 2:26 PM, ,



Poem On Rajat Tokas

Rajat Tokas
Now I present my latest creation... a poem on my favorite TV actor Rajat Tokas... this young man of 13 years is playing the character of young Prithviraj Chauhan. For those who dont know... Prithviraj Chauhan was a great King with an enormous personality. His life was an epitome of courage and goodness. Rajat has very well managed to capture the reflection of this great king, so impressed I am with his role in the serial that I couldnt stop writing a poem on him. Hope, Rajat comes across this some day.


His smile is cute and nice,
It can easily hypnotize
Has hardly entered his teens,
But does so well in all his scenes

He sure is hardworking and smart,
Clubbed with a brave heart
To perform the risky stunts,
Without a double, needs some guts.

Prithviraj Chauhan, brought him real fame,
And now its time for his name
Aiming for the sky with all his focus,
It is none other then, Rajat Tokas.

Keep this spirit and dedication always,
Get better and better in the coming days
But in the process keep alive your modesty,
It is what adds more glamour to your identity….

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By I-m-me @ 11:40 AM, ,



Love for all


Love for all

It turns foe into friend,
Makes bitterness of mind end,
Creates a world so bright,
Gives us the energy,
That leads us to live with delight
What is it?
Pity those who choose to run from it,
Fearing, it will finish them,
Bit by bit,
Few have understood it well,
And have grown up to be good individual
What is it?
Its synonymous with god,
To learn this, he sent us down,
Made us this journey, aboard
What else it could be?
But love, that teaches us
To put we before me
Only love is the mentor,
Only love has the power,
To bloom millions of hearts
Into one flower.





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By I-m-me @ 9:07 AM, ,



Friend

One more from my not too recently wrote poems;


FRIEND

Looking back, when I think,
On a fine day of spring
I saw you passing through
And I wanted to know who are you?
God must have blessed me then,
Or else, would I be so fortunate,
To befriend a gem.
Not long after, life turned bitter.
A deep blow of hatred,
Made things between us, shatter.
Thankfully but, the past has end,
Making me realize,
The value of a true friend
About future, fate will decide
Whether, we would be apart or together,
But I promise, there will be memories,
That will always linger.




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By I-m-me @ 1:14 AM, ,



Tale of Time

A little, old poem.....


Tale of time


The time is such a jewel,

Hardly there is anything to it equal
Moves faster than light,
Its influence is mightier than the might
With energy to run so fast
One entire life ends, Like a dream of past
New experiences, new lessons, brings with it,
For each one of us to knit

The time is such a jewel,
Hardly there is anything to it equal
There is nobody who can preach,
Better than what the time can teach
Opportunities for the deserving and the wise,
Time showers when needs rise
Sometimes neat sometimes mess
For the time to favour us,
Let all of us pray,
At the end of the day.



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By I-m-me @ 2:52 AM, ,



Not Alone

MY MOST RECENT POEM


NOT ALONE

Fate hasnt changed its tone,
Still not anymore I m alone
Around me the light of sun rays,
Has illuminated all my days
When no one was with me,
Cuckoos gave me company
In solitude, I can now be never,
Maybe now I have grown clever
Found many friends around,
They were always here making silent sound
To hear them it took me a while,
Until they brought me a smile
Pain of the world they shoo away,
The mild wind cheers me up in a sway
Fate hasnt changed its tone,
Still not anymore I m alone
Worries bothered more at night,
When black sky wins over white
The twinkling star-studded sky plays a part,
Sad thoughts doesnt get a start
Wonder, when I was told
In the times very old,
Even with very little to spare,
Together with peace, people stayed pair
Probably, their hearts did nurture,
A kind friend called NATURE.




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By I-m-me @ 7:57 AM, ,

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