💔LOVE💘

💔LOVE💘

Everything is fair in love and war.. 

A quote, just a quote.. 

Describing the plethora and thought is never ending. 

Distance plays a pivotal role in this zing.. 

Relationship, commitment, necessity follows in-between.. 

Everything looks so easy at first.. 

Then the havoc starts.. 

Nobody plays a virtual role in this play.. 

That nobody holds the three aces to say.. 

They are always winning.. 

Perforated thoughts, rights and unholy thinking's.. 

One adheres to stay forever.. 

Another adverse to go very far.  

On this contradiction life moves on.. 

Lies lie beneath the soul.. 

First one, then two, lies starts to crawl.. 

The tongue wiggles so easy after wards.. 

The two soul wriggles to survive.. 

This is our generation.. 

This is who we are... 

This is what we have become.. 

This is how we survive.. 

This is how we die. 

With unforeseen circumstances.. 

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA 

[P.S.- I'm not judging anyone through this poem. But most of us have gone through this calamity, lies and betrayal. I'm only reciprocating the daily lives of people and my own life. I know there are many people out there whose love life shines like a dove. My best wishes to all of them. Thank you] 

**Nobody- Your inner self

MOTHER

MOTHER 

Let me take it from here.. 

I said that sentence to my mother.. 

She is older now.. 

Needs a pillar to hold her vow.. 

A vow to protect me from danger... 

I know, you know, everybody knows she's a ranger.. 

For nine prolonged months you have nurtured me.. 

How can i repay that? 

How can you see things that is happening inside of me? 

When I'm sitting thousand miles away from you and drinking tea.. 

You are great.. 

You are like a flower.. 

Blossoms in every summer and every winter.. 

You don't need water, you don't need everything.. 

But you have sacrificed everything... 

For me, for my father, for your family, for your daughter.. 

In this night I'm remembering you.. 

I always do.. 

But every time i remember you.. 

My respect for you gets multiplied by two.. 

I respect you, i salute you.. 

For letting me see this world.  

For all the endurance you collected.. 

I'll repay you someday. 

I might get harsh on you sometime.. 

But don't leave my hand; i need you for eternity.. 

From your loving son.. 

To the greatest mother ever.. 

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA

D R E A M

D R E A M

Dream..,

Some dream are like cream..

They gave you all the positive vibes..

There are others which runs through you like a curse..

You understand those..

You underestimate those..

They are the one which acts like a ghost..

You close your eyes and see,

You hug them closely, hug the pillow tightly..

Move from one position to another..

Just to travel far from your past..

Seek happiness in those mirages..

Wake up and feel guilty..

This is life..

This is your fight..

For how many days you'll have a sleepless night?

You ask yourself what is wrong and what is right?

But the karma shines bright..

And you see those frightening moments from your past..

Which haunts you great..

Dreams are like wrist lets..

Sleeps are like anklets..

Both looks like a bracelet..

But to culminate; learn the first lesson of mankind.

Be kind, dreams will follow you until you sleep..

Pushing paranoia from a high cliff.

And you rise up tomorrow, a human first..

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA

**TRANQUILIZER**

**TRANQUILIZER** 

It's night, midnight.. 

The moon is shining bright.. 

Looking at me... 

I was looking at the ceiling... 

Trying to fight.. 

Figuring wrong and right.. 

Then i thought of tranquilizers.. 

A drug, which will resolve my willpower.. 

It's cold outside.. 

My heart is running fast... 

It is burning inside of me.. 

I can feel its warmth.. 

I can kill that switch.. 

I can kill myself.. 

I can overrun you.. 

That you never knew.. 

The windows are black now.. 

They are also sleeping.. 

Like they worked so hard all day. 

They are also tired.. 

Telling me that they have to wake up early in the morning.. 

Sun will come and have feast with them.. 

Though they don't speak.. 

But everything has its own ear and mouth.. 

But they are more purified then the human tongue.. 

We are of no use.. 

We are becoming insomniac.. 

We are soon going to disappear in this frightful darkness someday... 

For eternity and we will find our heaven.. 

Close your eyes , see , dream and all you'll see is heathens.. 

Shouting Unstoppable.. 

-Kumar Krishna Sarma

**INDEPENDENCE**

**INDEPENDENCE**

 (Dedicated to our brave Soldiers)

Seventy, a score, a number...

Democracy we sowed seventy years ago..

We are the children of this colourful nation..

A mother, a warrior, a strong vibe..

It flows and saved within our veins as an amber..

A country which is so popular..

We have vivid religion, a tricolour...

Distinct culture and a bright future..

We nurture, we chase..

We win and we loose..

But never forget some days..

Today is that day..

August the great fifteen..

We have seen; we will see..

We will celebrate, we will cherish,

All the moment of this day..

Days started with Jana Gana Mana..

O my dear Vidhata, the almighty, the mother..

Always bless us..

Purify us..

We will love you...

We will protect you..

With every bit of blood..

With all my heart till the day which comes everyday..

I love my INDIA

You are the reason I'm safe somewhere..

Salute to the Martyrs, Salute to this great Nation..

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA

*SOCIETY*

*SOCIETY* 

A tree with branch and fruit... 

We are their root... 

We build the sky.. 

But can't make their eye... 

They are so called relative and our beloved ones... 

They don't believe us and our postulates.. 

I once told that we are all bonded with amity... 

But here the fruits are cut when they are a not even mature... 

We always get a life with thousands of dreams... 

But it is succumbed by threats and our own keens... 

They can't support our back and front.. 

But they will throw pebbles right at our souls... 

We are distracted, yes we are... 

We don't even have our own backbone... 

we just got operated.. 

We are tempted.. 

We are molested.. 

But still we overcome.. 

We rise from the coffin.. 

We shout and come out... 

If you have something to say... 

Say at once, there wont be a next time... 

Cause all you got is just one life ..  

Feel and enjoy it.. 

Till the day you die... 

Die like a young kid.. 

Do the work like mature... 

You don't know when this journey ends... 

Till then be with me and enjoy the weather of love... 

- Kumar Krishna Sarma