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Everything Will Be Fine
Who knows your mind,
Is smart and blind,
Who knows your soul,
Is pure and whole,
This chaotic universe,
Is a confident verse,
No idea of tomorrow,
Teaching the flow,
Listen to their pain,
The hidden rain,
Realize the tragedy,
Laugh at the comedy,
The eye that picks,
Is rare, that sticks,
Rest, just drives you away,
While helping, they sway,
The freedom of thoughts,
Is rare like the plots,
If you posses that trait,
Blessed you are, Great!
Hold on to that treasure,
Passion, none could measure,
Keep crawling to the shore,
The stars will do the chore,
Believe in the chills,
Keep honing your skills,
Any moment can bring,
That invisible wing,
Be on a constant hunt,
In smile or grunt,
One day, you will shine,
Until then, “Everything will be fine”
Pure Belief
Unconquered sky is limited to those,
Who fears to fly forever,
Life is utterly tiny for those,
Who inspire to be cunning & clever,
I am just a loner by nature,
Tranquillity & determination are my passion,
I challenge my existence every second,
Creating histories, my fashion,
Thy soul isn’t driven by the pleasures,
Umpteen attempts had failed in this clatter,
Every note of symphony drools,
Sensing even grander majestic platter,
A cluster of colloquial prayers humming,
The “Birth” of ever rising star of a supreme bliss,
Every consummate second is busy crafting,
Blessings of “The lord” through a kiss,
“Who am I” is still a question,
I am you and you are me,
No arrogance, No satire, No fear,
A pure belief is the only plea.
I Learn to Rise
From dungeons and dragons,
I learn to rise,
I learn to surprise,
Filling scattered lonely wagons,
From deep down scars,
I learn to rise,
I learn to surmise,
Creating umpteen stars,
From ever continuous fears,
I learn to rise,
I learn to kill demise,
Extracting smiles from tears,
From raining blazing satires,
I learn to rise,
I learn to create a device,
To transform, flaws into fires.
Still In Me
The hope of survival,
Still persisting inside,
Keeping me alive,
For a brand new stride,
I have forgotten the taste,
My belief was covered in disarray,
Oh Lord! This rain of truth,
How will I now play,
I had lost the meaning,
Only believed in reality,
Now you are showing me this,
Trying to make my life a tragedy,
But I know the sun,
I know that tasty cream,
Somewhere in me still exist,
A wish of conquering that dream
Surrender
Lavish desires are dead,
Emptiness pricking the soul,
Tainted limelight of supremacy,
Tearing me apart creating a hole,
Fictitious truths are wandering,
Filthy actions are trending,
I have lost the hope for light,
Fed up of my life due pretending,
This eccentric move of mine,
A result of discord with nature,
Discontented with the stars,
Human is a pathetic creature,
I surrender thy existence,
Misunderstood and wasted in flaunting,
Turning towards the enlightenment,
Is now a task so daunting,
Oh Lord! Accept my prayers,
Contaminated rains of lust are intense,
My ignorance of that chaste truth,
Compelling me, hard to confess.
Dr. Diwakar Pokhriyal is working in a Solar Energy Company. He has completed his PhD, Post Graduation & B.Tech in Power/Energy. He has written 21 books that include poetry, short stories, and a Novel. He has been a part of more than 150 poetry anthologies. He has won numerous awards including ‘Smt Tara Rani Saxena Memorial Award 2023’, ‘Nazm-e-Sahitya 2021’, ‘India Book of Records 2021’, ‘Limca Book of Records 2017’, ‘Author of the Year 2019’, ‘India Star Icon Award 2019’ and ‘Voice of India Literature’. His various interviews and book reviews are available in different websites.
