My Inspirational Poetry:- “FIGHT TILL YOUR LAST BREATH”

TITLE:- FIGHT TILL YOUR LAST BREATH

If Blood is Showering Out of Your veins,

If the Lesions & wounds are Giving you Pain

And Even If Circumstances are Showing your Death,

In spite of that, Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

No Matter If you are Sailing On a Tidal Ocean,

No Matter If conditions Prevailing give you Tension

And Even If There is No Time Left For you to Regret,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

What Happen If Night Always Comes Before the Morning,

What Happens if Every second Intensity of Darkness is Increasing

And Even If, darkness is Giving Brightness a Terrible Threat,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

What Happens If you feel yourself alone on this Land,

What Happens, If your Shadow Remains your Only Friend

And Even If,you are Deprived of Love From anybody as yet,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

It is Blissful, If you come out as Victorious in the End,

But if all Your Efforts & Attempts Go in to the Sand

Then You Need not to Strike your Head with a Stone,

Because Fighting Till Last Breath is a Victory on its Own.

A Inspirational Poetry Composed By:- Syed Sabah ur Rehman-‘Aatif’

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A GUEST POST “I’ve Always Told You” by “PRATIK KIRVE FROM PUNE

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 I’ve Always Told You

No, I’m not misunderstanding anything. 
You have always been a free-spirited, 
Straight forward, eloquent, and articulate. 
And I miss that, I’ve always told you.

You always spoke your mind, 
You talked whatever you wanted,
Without thinking who thinks what about you.
And I admire that, I’ve always told you.

So, if you are not saying, ‘I miss you,’ 
What do you expect me to believe? 
I believe you don’t miss me. 
And I distaste that, I’ve always told you.

When I confronted you for being mean to me, 
All you said was, you’re misunderstanding me.
Then, you began giving explanations. 
And I hate that, I’ve always told you.

You can’t expect me to realize on my own, 
If you’re not saying it out loud as you always did,
I think, either you don’t miss me or you’ve changed.
And I realize that, I’ve always told you.

You’ve always been vocal to express love to me,
We had to part ways, but never resented each other,
Then why not to be vocal about missing me?
And I resent that, I’ve always told you.

This means only one thing, you’ve changed.
You’re not the person I fell in love with. 
The distance, the new environment changed you. 
And I believe that, I’ve always told you.

And even if you want to give explanation for that, 
You better keep it to yourself. 
I don’t expect explanations from unknown people.
And I resolve that, I’ve always told you.

Whatever the excuse or explanation you have,
I just want to tell you, I’ve always missed you.
Your place in my life is irreplaceable. 
I know that, you know that, 
And I don’t have to tell you that.

by: PRATIK KIRVE

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SOMETHING ABOUT HIM IN HIS OWN WORDS:-

Hi, Dear Reader!!
I am Pratik Kirve From Pune, India. An Avid Reader, Cool-minded Introvert, who always sees the world around him from own point of view & gets lost in his own world! I like daydreaming & believing that it’s possible.
The purpose of my writing is to tell people that they are not alone. There are people who feel the same way you felt when you were going through the same situations I portray in stories and poems. I felt the loneliness for almost a year. And I tried to escape from reality in that period through stories and poetry. So, I started writing personal stories as well as stories of people who have gone through a struggle to give strength to others.
Besides poetry and stories, I like football. I am a huge fan of Manchester United. I love drinking cold coffee. I also love listening to music, especially Eminem and Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

 

 

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Aatif: Zindagi Se Mohabbat Ho Gayi Hai

Tujhse Mohabbat Karke Zindagi se Mohabbat ho gayi hai,
Shaam to Roz hoti thi Par ab kitni Khoobsurat ho gayi hai.

Yun to Ab Tak nahi kar saka tha Mere Dil pe Hukumat Koi,
Par  Aaj  is  Dil  Pe  kisi  Ki  Hukumat  Ho  gayi  hai. 

Guzarta  hun Jin Galiyon se Tere Ghar Jaane Ke liye main,
Kya kahun un Galiyon se bhi Kitni Apnaaiyat ho gayi hai.

Is Farebi Duniya Me Milwaaya hai Khuda ne Tujhse Mujhe,
Na Jaane Kaise Khuda ki Mujhpe Itni Rehmat ho gayi hai.

Ek Daur tha jab khudko Badqismat Qaraar Diya tha maine,
Par Tere Aa Jaane se Kitni Buland Meri Qismat ho gayi hai.

Bhala Kyun Kare ‘Aatif’ Tamanna ab us Aasmani Jannat ki,
Ki Tujh ko Paane se Meri Duniya hi  Jab Jannat ho gayi hai.

 

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“Fairies Speak about such things”by: “KAE BUCHER” from CALIFORNIA

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Fairies Speak about such things

What are heavens made of that some were made to sigh?
And others made to laugh at them and make girls wish to die?
Fairies speak about such things…

Winds of wingless angels watch untouchable girls huddle
Dark clouds shove little girls into ugly mud-bled puddles
Fairies cry about such things…

Wheat colored girls sip rainbows they tie their hair in ribbons
Listen to their pretty songs and follow them to kittens
Fairies forget about such things…

White gold cotton wraps her chocolate colored bliss
She is an evening full of white stars, a cocoa covered kiss
Fairies sing about such things

Dusky Cinderella washes white rice, white veined flowers
Prince Charming picks Black Diamond for his special hour
Fairies sing and dance…. whisper love songs… I grow wings..

by: KAE BUCHER FROM CALIFORNIA

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ABOUT KAE BUCHER: She lives in California where she  eavesdrops on mustard seed speeches and sweet pea dreams.  She sees her feet reach like  roots towards  seas where heartbeats… breathe her in… and poetry breathes out.

She was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south for college. She completed her bachelor’s in English at Fresno Pacific University in California, where she minored in Christian ministry. She has also had the privilege of serving as a youth pastor.

In addition to teaching special needs students and raising four children, she also studied Special Education as a graduate student at FPU. she has now been writing for over twenty years.

 

 

karma comes around by a Guest poet: “KARAM KAUR”

Karma Comes Around

Rush of feelings deep inside
Where will life take me on this ride?
The plans unraveling by universe,
Waiting for blessing that will lift the curse.

Hold on, hold your disbelief, 
It will happen, no need to grief. 
Your time is near don’t give up,
Cards will show, regarding buildup.

Do your deed, and move on to the next
Don’t wait around for the jewels in chest. 
Least expected, good Karma will come around 
Inner peace attained, never again bound

by: KARAM KAUR

A Message in her own words:-

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KARAM KAUR

Hello My Lovelies, I have a passion for poetry that is full of emotions. Whether it is an inspirational poetry full of life and love or deep poetry full of sorrow and lessons of life, I love it all as long as it is well written and unique. I am trying to come close to the dirt of these great writers from our generation and from generations past. It will take a lifetime but I am up for the ride.

POEMS BY A GUEST POET : “LONE GIRL STANDING”

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DESOLATE

Was I so wrong?
Was I so bad?
Lost everything
Everything I had

Is it this world?
Is it just me?
Terrible I feel
When I just want to be

Feelings pour out
But words stay in
Witness to my fault
Silent witness to my sin

For yes, I have sinned
Wrong that I was
I was at fault
Believing in lost cause

Had hope in people
Had faith in them
I was so naive
Only I am to blame

I have learned now
Now I finally know
I will be on my own
It will always be so

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HAVE I LOST YOU

Have I lost you
When I can’t see
but sense your lingering
presence around me?
Have I lost you?

Have I lost you
When I hear everyday
your loud, boisterous laugh
while silent, brooding I lay?
Have I lost you?

Have I lost you
When I feel your soft kiss
on my tearful face
filling me with peaceful bliss?
Have I lost you?

Have I lost you
When in your scent I drown
as my eyes fill with love
and wipe that intense frown?
Have I lost you?

Have I lost you
When I remember this all
that you still live in my heart
will come rushing at my silent call?
Have I lost you?

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DO

I do what I love
Doing what gives me pleasure
I enjoy process
And every moment I treasure
Smiling I face the odds
Troubles I heads on greet
Defeating them all
Makes success twice as sweet
Do the thing you love
And you’ll forget all the sweat
You’ll come out a winner
Nothing you’ll regret.

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THE SEAMLESS OCEAN OF LIFE

The seamless ocean of life ahead
the mysteries beyond which I cannot see,
but that treasure of knowledge is within reach
Just how to reach depends on me.

The ocean is big, so is my thirst
Will ever my curiosity let me be?
The water is ready for me to drink
Just when to drink depends on me

Thousand questions running in my mind
The ocean’s depth holds the answer, I see
If I want I can hear them whispering
Just when to hear depends on me.

Who am I, whose this body is?
What are oceans, rivers and the sea
If I want to know about it
He who knows it all will tell me.

poems composed by: GAYATRI SHENDURKAR (write with name:- LONE GIRL STANDING)

 

a brief Introduction about her:- 

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GAYATRI SHENDURKAR

She is an economics graduate. She read her first novel when she was in 8th grade and since then she is addicted. she started writing poetry the same year, as she felt that poetry gave her the freedom to express things that she couldn’t before. she has no formal training in writing, but the passion motivates her

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AatifFight Till Your Last Breath

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If Blood is Showering Out of Your veins,
If the Lesions & wounds are Giving you Pain
And Even If Circumstances are Showing your Death,
In spite of that, Fight Till Your Last Breath.
 
No Matter If you are Sailing On a Tidal Ocean,
No Matter If conditions Prevailing give you Tension
And Even If There is No Time Left For you to Regret,
In spite of that, Fight Till Your Last Breath.
 
What Happen If Night Always Comes Before the Morning,
What Happens if Every second Intensity of Darkness is Increasing
And Even If, darkness is Giving Brightness a Terrible Threat,
In spite of that, Fight Till Your Last Breath.
 
What Happens If you feel yourself alone on this Land,
What Happens, If your Shadow Remains your Only Friend
And Even If, you are Deprived of Love From anybody…

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