A Sand Granule

A sand granule is but an experienced stone.

Here I am, recollecting the forgotten days;

Here I am, once again, all withered, all alone.

My life has lived many ends;

All the beginnings have now started to clone.

The mysteries and thrills from the future seem to disappear;

All the ‘bonheur’ from it seems to be deboned.

And a sand granule bears alike rains, winds and sunshine,

Drifting a whole life on the same rail road,

The one seen from the grey window,

Where hangs a grey wind-chime.

Surrounded by many similar granules,

But still forlorn;

Pray, what can I be?

But an experienced stone!

Mandovi Jadoun©.

Faraz

Followed by the lurking loneliness 

Came in the memories of him 

I floated in them for a while 

Until the daylight turned dim 

I went too far

To a galaxy with a new set of stars

All studded in one curve, his smile 

He was a masterpiece of some mystique art 

His ways were relic 

Those tad imperfections almost angelic 

Cursed with wisdom in immaturity 

He was a thunder cloud with shining clarity

He was a lesson more than a lover

But I sent him away in furious fervor 

Seeking his morals, today I grow

To me,  he'll remain a blessing more than a sorrow

Mandovi Jadoun.©

The Mantra

Wish a wish

To live in immortal bliss

Love one and all

Be it a friend or foe

Seek for morals

In divinity’s apocalypse

Kiss a scar

Even on an enemy’s heart

Send smiles

Full of warmth and charity

Spread belief

In the power of Love’s art

Oh! Human

Committing sins after sins

Your fate is doomed

It wanders loose

Near eternity’s brim

Come close to humanity

Cherish kindness

With trust and sanity

Make peace

Between nature and humans  

A sinful soul you might be

But your end will come

In a profound state of vanity!

Mandovi Jadoun©

The Shout of Tolerance

You, the protagonist of my lust epics,

Worshiped zealot you are of the great amiss.

Conjurer, coveter of my armor and kin,

Despised yet adored parts you played in my sin.

Immoral was to fall for you, oh dear!

For you never wanted to feel my pain, my fear.

Illicit were the nights we spent in love and agony;

My desires still aimed to commit with you the sweet felony.

I let you decipher the bestial codes to my body,

And connived from the world my infatuation’s tragic story.

Futile was to hope for that better one-day to come,

When you’d bend down to collect my debris some.

But alas, look what has happened, oh my dear lover!

Blest I came out to be treated by your ferocity.

Today I stand on the heights and win the world,

Here the fact of your existence is cared no more by anybody.

Mandovi Jadoun©

Concept of Memories!

A certain plague of memories,

Infecting certain souls;

In the state of sanity,

Ample of those gave way to happiness.

Yet some stirred up disputes,

In the times of vanity.

As a certain mind would say to me,

Take an ordinary Philosopher’s it be;

For he says-

‘Darkness always wins the race with light!

To compliment the great happiness,

One must first contempt a true fight!’

‘Then the plague of old days may hit you in time,

And you’d cherish those thoughts merrily,

As, upon them, you’d equally whine.’

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Metamorphosis

A somber day has begun again,

Asunder my effete conscience stands.

I blame the convoluted night,

For how alone I was kept;

Loneliness brought in fears of oblivion,

Lamented my heart, my soul swept.

This grey has never protested to save me.

All the blues are unjust distorted pretext.

I need some care to end this misery.

This 'flummox' has, so far, only served death.

O’ kindness laden with fruits of calm,

Take me to the paradise of levity in love’s realm;

I am a numb fugitive of sullen profanities,

I long to feel the balminess of joy and vanity.

 Let my day begin with jubilant prays,

And my mind blossom positivity in happy sun rays;

Let my thoughts prod along uncaged, unfenced,

Hence, my demise shall be lore for generations to no extent. 

(Title credits- Delilah Das)

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Dance Joanna

Dance little Joanna,

Dance with the graceful poise.

Because as you dance in a loop,

The poison in my glass dances too.

You, an unrivaled beauty,

Defined by none, but touched by many.

You don’t even know,

Your inexperienced lecherous ways,

So humble, so naive,

Make me lose all my sobriety.

I wish people would have realized,

You are not the one to be priced.

You are intense, you can win the world.

You ought to be respected,

You belong to the greater ones.

But you do not make it out too soon,

Because if you take a prestigious path,

Who would dance for me?

Who would be the protagonist of my secret story?

So dance little Joanna,

Dance with the fullest rhythm,

Because as you dance spreading the thirst,

My eyes get dissolved in lust.

You make me forget all my stress,

You take away all my worries.

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Preaching of Reality

“When the touch of thorns is tender,

And a kiss swells hatred in the hearts.

When the cry of lapwing sounds melodious,

But the nightingale’s tear the soul apart.”

“When death delights as amusing of all,

And the smile of a child becomes remorse.

When graveyard seems perfect place to live,

But sight of the family becomes tragedy that kills.”

“When obscenities suits the ears,

And caressing gives bristles and fears.

When light of hope is found in grievance,

And love becomes a menacing vengeance.”

“It’s the state where I now find serenity.

Freedom to become what one shan’t ever be;”

Perched with guts, a human to the mighty saint,

When he was preached all about humanity.

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Life ends in mid of the way!

This poem is a small reflection to what I have experienced after my elder sister's demise. It comes from my deepest heart. I miss her! 

Standing amidst the woods,

She smiled at me from far away.

Her body illuminated white radiance;

The glow grows stronger day by day.

Sometimes I try to reach her,

But somehow I always lose my way.

Sometimes I feel her next to me,

When at nights, I recite a melancholy lay.

In her sights she wants me to know,

The story of her life, maybe slay.

If I can, I want to help her,

But I have no hints to how I may!

Her smile hides a plethora of emotions,

Of sorrow, grief, despair and dismay.

But I need her to know, what she lost was a life;

It ends as such, always in mid of pain or mid of gay.

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Translucent

Some live in the darkness

Survive in the hues too mysterious

But have the tendency to, if they want

Turn dead nights into sparkles

Some live in the spotlight

Breathe in the fragrance of money

Lingering is the richness in their style

In their manner, fame and hypocrisy resides

Some acquire ways out like both

Sincerity in the light and peace in the shout

Rich but humble, feeble though stout

These some are elegant but dangerous of all.

I am in the physical world with no true face

In the search of true soul I found a maze

So decided who treats me good is the best to me

Whether the darkness, hypocrisy or ruler of both it be.

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Wounds

Illuminating shadows of you;

So enigmatic your ambiance.

How did I fall for the master of darkness?

No pity, no patience!

Those feline eyes and the gaze,

Rapturous poise and rhythmic grace.

All that you denied to share,

But I still embraced.

Falling for you is like,

Falling for a star, that one,

Away from all, who wants to be,

Nobody, no one.

Then at last we ought to know,

Quotidian the moon take rounds,

And bears the fragile heart and poor soul,

Tragedy of lethal separations and immortal wounds. 

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She's Nothing

The woman you see in me,

You call her extraordinary.

She keeps calm, when tensed.

She is quiet and placated;

Her rage is fenced.

She works day and night

above you all.

But homes no ego that is tall.

How she raises those kids all

alone.

And sheds not a tear when forlorn.

But deep inside her soul,

You haven’t dived.

Her oceanic eyes brings a tide

in the dead of every night.

That’s when the queen wears

the flooding emotional crown.

Go not so near, or you’ll be drowned.

When soon the dawn’s steps are seen

coming in a hurry.

Her heart turns simple.

Her face is worn out and weary.

Oh! Not to think about her that much.

That woman you see in me;

She’s nothing.

Just an extended version of ordinary.

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Stay

Oh thee love of mine!

Hear me call,

From the heart that grieves.

Whence thee came from?

To where thee went?

In the search of faith,

Never was made.

For thee not believe,

In the sanity I feel.

How loved I am,

When thou next to me.

As I tend to care,

But thou can’t see.

I run faster, catch

Pace to pace, match

Breath to breath.

Touch thou heart,

With my humble gaze.

Betwixt me and thou is

The sanctified love.

Thou look for.

They say, such faith

Was nowhere laid.

But be true thy to yourself.

Accept the emotions of mine.

It melts your fate.

Darling, realize the love.

Love that’s pious.

Love and faith.

Oh thee admiration of mine!

Hear me call,

From the heart that grieves.

Stay!

End the voyage,

Turn back ways.

Come to me forever.

I never let you down again.

So stay for our love.

Please do stay!

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Glitters

They ain’t strange

Who keep away from glitters;

For, their life may be dull

But it doesn’t turns out to be bitter.

That glitter I see in the speeding cars.

The way it shimmers in the beer glass.

And it flickers in the gloss of hair.

That glitter and shine, I don’t like either.

I see my sparkle in the old classics and coffee.

When we sit together in corner for years,

They give me what peace, what grace!

Your glitter and shine can't ever beat them or please me.

Your bubble reputation is doomed;

Your fame would be no longer groomed.

It has always faced extinction like litter.

Dear fellow, listen to what they say- false glitter will be bitter!

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Hold On

Hold on you,

The dreamer,

The preacher of hopes,

As for your dreams,

Truth isn’t the utmost.

Please stop here.

And embrace the life,

Which is near.

For the dreams,

They are endless my friend;

And the life is too small,

For spending each of them.

So keep away

from the path of uncertainty,

And be visual to the world.

It is where you belong to be.

Hold on the dreamer,

The devotee of wishes.

And for a moment,

Live the life,

Live it here.

It is truthful to you

As no dream, no hope, no wish,

None can ever be.

So please, hold on.

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Lover's Wish

Its’ not you, the cause.

It’s not me, the reason.

Oh calm down, my dear.

It’s just the process, I blame,

That gives us this fear.

You don’t want to lose me.

I want to keep you forever.

But darling, look at us,

Fights continue like

blood draining tears.

Why not let’s forget it?

Forget it and come to me.

I hold you in my arms.

We create the trust again.

We create the love again.

No more fear, no more pain.

We’d be happy back again.

And it may be the process

we follow,

For every fight that comes next,

And every pain that comes tomorrow.

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