Category: Poetry
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You Will Pay For What You Did
This is a poem dedicated to my ex-wife. Here goes the content: You will pay for what you didI am ashamed to have shared a bedWith an abominable character like youTo me, were you never trueRather, were you a skilled actressBecause, never did I suspect that something was amissWhen I made the mistake of marrying…
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You Are A Model Friend
A poem dedicated to Shruti, a family friend of mine. Here is the content: You are a model friend Someone whom I would defend In all kinds of situations Because you always give your full and undivided attention To what those around you say And your smile never fails to brighten my day! You are…
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Were I To Love You, Ms. Z
This poem describes a what would I do in a hypothetical situation where I would fall in love with Ms. Z, a person of my own creation 😀 . Here goes the content: Were I to love you, Ms. Z To me, would you mean the world In the freezing cold Would you be the…
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We Have Had Enough
A poem denouncing the ongoing genocide of the Palestinians, by the terrorist state of Israel. Here is the content: We have had enough Enough of your terrorism Enough of your baseless accusations of anti-Semitism Enough of your constant lies For which thousands of innocents have been forced to pay the price Enough of your playing…
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My Colleague, You Were
Poem dedicated to my ex-colleague and friend Urvashi. Here goes the content: My colleague, you wereMy friend, you areWith a perennial smile on your beautiful faceDid you throw the diceWhen it cometh to workSometimes, I wish you came backBecause, without you, things are not quite the sameYou are indeed quite a delightful dame!! My colleague,…
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We Are Serpents
I am an ophidiophile, and this is my first poem about snakes. Here is the content: We are serpents And no, we are not malevolent Yes, some of us can kill humans But we are not the demons That we are portrayed as In fiction, cinema, television Oh boy, can I go on and on!…
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Kindness In A Cruel World
Poem on why we must always be kind to people, no matter what. Here goes the content: We live in a cruel world Where there is more cold As opposed to warmth Many times, do we feel out of our depth Therefore, might you ask Why should we be kind? Well, it is certainly not…
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Of India, Why Are We So Proud?
I am not proud of my country India and there are many reasons for that; which I will list in the poem below: Of India, why are we so proud? From the rooftops, do we shout “India! India! India!” Is India truly such a great country? Constantly on my mind, is this query Of India,…
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An Ode To My First Love
This is yet another poem dedicated to my first true love; which happened during my MBA days. Here is the content: When we first met I was a bit reticent Why, know I did not, then However, clear did it become, soon Shy, were you as well And had me under a spell Right from…