For Them

For Them

For Them

Whole life you tried to know my truest
When lot of things to give you
You felt all that all cheapest
Even when my soul speaks you never
Grasp its indicating signs as true?
Like this lot of things gone as fun why?
And as important what I said two lines
Now I do not remember so much hate my memory
Which was ready to forgot your past vampire
It was became like wound in my heart
But I accepted to forget that all
Still I look as holy angel to you
Ever you read it in my eyes?
Ever you realize I am away or alien from hug?
Then why you don’t care and listen me with your heart?
Is my verse withered because of these love woes
Are you feeling possessing you demeans you
By my sad verse?
That is not right assumption my sweet love
I am singing crying truly for them
Who are still deprived and lonely weeping
In midnight.
For them
For them only this my true performance.
And here why the hell all this messy between us?

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Reasonless Void

Reasonless Void

Anonymous fear capturing my mind
As if my shadow would poke knife
In my back
Is it all that ‘ cause piles of nuisance
Of disbelief
Where is pure breeze that rejuvenate
My life?
Your fragrance of sweet breath
Immortalizing my collapsing courage
You merge in me vigorous stability.
But it had been heard dream like magic
In present moment this burning summer
Words dying inside with uncanny thirst
Even though my blind eyes hopes
With wavered memory dimmed
Myriad faces like fusion of colors
Names as if belongs nobody
Seems they have stuck fast many years
Without iota of coma change
Is my poem alive there?
And one man’s face fell down in street
He lifts another in haste
They would forget to take helmet but not face
To defy attacks of outside bizarre world
Word knitted global web around me to
Cage me inside.
When I returned home exhausted.
Mother asked me with groping my body
Did you bring me spect to see this world again
And your face?
Everyday you promises me and forgets
Like politician
Are you feeling not well?
Why don’t you talk with me like before?
Are you not my son?
Anything wrong with you?
She stumbled and falling on floor I held her hand.
Why you are holding me let me fall and die!
I cannot bear this wordless world anymore
Still I stood still like wallpaper of scarecrow
Helping her to search her son ………. Me?
She screamed…… kavery!
You also let my son lost
Your love could not bind him forever?
Are you failure?
You have not taken care of him like me.
You also dumb, what bullshit haunted this home?
Don’t let elope life away
Those dreams are never big than us
Those illusions never your true friend
It is very unsafe feeling void without words
You have thrown that weapon and becoming faceless.

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sometimes this happens

sometimes this happens

We are fade up with blood sucking bites
And exploiters in day light with gentle faces
We aim to rise to peak of happiness like god
With fucking torn wallets dreaming
Swaying of heaven.
I never know cuddling before mother
Later make me insane like this
Licking milk by her so close nipples
Later cost me so hardship and starvation
In famine of love I would have to scissor
Nude pictures of angels
I have to recheck and introspect thousand time
Her beauty and write review like blind man
It became impossible to access
Without it I feel lame
And life is shame and humiliating
Starvation 1 – your dish
Starvation 2 – love access of her
Starvation 3 -if you are not robot fill the code if above 3 fields blank you are not apt
To see face of him
Starvation killing slowly
But here my identity lost or considered as not human
Being or creature or buried cremated or neglected
As beggar or be as immortal robot
What pitiable play started cunning people here with me
Later I saw nude photos but disguised faces and
Criminal also disguised for shameful deeds
Then what I did shameful in my life?
That you conspired to smear my face with charcoal
Or tarcoal
I thought somebody would understand me
Somebody would believe me
Somebody would consider me liable to live
Somebody would certify me as honorable
asshole
I have knowledge to serve my company
That is my education and nothing else
As Monologue of buffet later.
I would have to surrender on their feet like
Terrorist?
You are not woman with beauty tools
So you go to hell wretched! nasty prick!
If you don’t creep die in starvation
Counting starry night sky
And this your own brother dreams about you
And seduce mind of sister on currency bed
Now are you ready to drag out your weapon
To fight with them
Now mother is not near to hear your
Midnight inside cry
So many people before your eyes
But nobody touch your heart
Is it not like a day dream? because depended on others
Response, very critical to breathe life.
God is not nearby you to hear your woes
He slept in duplex with all gold, silver, diamond
treasury
So forget this starvation 4 to meet in this dead corpse
Life, pray and wander in name of him beg only
And die as common man, is not that simple?

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no idea

no idea

No idea

I have no idea how ideal life could be
Transplanted eyes at every moment
To look like new born strange world momentous
Lie flowing river my thirst for love in extinguished sunlight
As I could run with you till death
Searching done gave take took like night dream all why?
Death is
Like unknown foliage because obstinate mind of metal doors
That foil leisurely all not tense to reach immortal sense
Before dawn
Cursed my organs as you bestowed to f**k and check
Thousand time hell of black hole while cleansing with chum
No horse me no heaven for horse ?
Still complication of every petal and rose heart
Dew on daffodils ephemeral
Where is sweetness ,where is fragrance in your soul heart?
Open all doors don’t hesitate and don’t insist also.
No mechanical mind useful for there
Listen watch only in silence whatever comes up with time.

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not poem

not poem

Not poem

One page here one page there
Spread all over in home like pieces
Of my lost world
On this avalanche or altar where no drop of reliving
Remained, secured love dried like leaf on tree
You may congratulate my loyalty, still joined with them
I said cast off me, discard me, denounce me, humiliate me
Think dead for you! ‘cause I won’t wait thousand years forgetting
Death like you.
I hope my message reached to them or not?
Still they are like before, no change only smile or touching
My feet, or crying tears not remained true signs of arriving
Blooming Spring
they are also part of make believe play like shot by
Sham bullet for you or selfie
They expect may be I sleep on death – bed for less days.
Money – selling body holes to wash or on hire than sweat
Of moron honesty and confess before them your true
Bleeding emotions like inner morbidity they would listen
(Mock or ridicule how petty vulnerable, helpless you are)

Next to cheating or deceiving by clever or cunningness
So I tried to steal the swooning truth that fell on earth
So I never liked rebirth and same faces around me
I like a one day match or episode of forgetful story
Created on imagination and power of writer, like a dream.
Where inserted crying reality to prove ability of artist.
So I yelled in dream don’t deprive me of my rights
Tied my legs, trimming my wings of freedom of
Unlimited sky but nobody listen.
Castrated my bold masculinity to tell what I feel
Use their conditional orders
And then counts beats of Keats for points to win game
Of heart pain
So I yell in night apocalypse now! this island of apartheid
And apothecary.
Here everybody seems sad melancholy depressed suppressed
Twenty four hours singing forlorn love songs.
If somebody chasing, commenting and one day asking for
Dating and inviting to hold a stable hand ( they would grasp
It earlier was cute, hot dog smelling) but then they are not liars singing
Always sad song? they only need to prove they also have
Pain in heart and we know more about love look! how I
Wrote an ode to love in a thousand words.
Their mind never letting you enter in prohibited areas of soul
And this community of liars play this game in disciplined
Rules because they have to survive this game of gambling
Forever
Keeping money under pillow
Let the words play with willow
Here my power to reveal the truth has to walk on their lame support
Of prepositions
Where I stole the truth falling stranded in the street
tempting illusions that tried to victimize it behind a curtain.
I also closed my eyes wearing it and terrifying by death
As in childhood i feared darkness.
And ask him why you choose me as nominee?
Still I am not much grown up to accept death any time.

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