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Addiction(Never exist in isolation)

As humans of the modern world, we hear two sides of it, one is the spirituality version while other is the management version. The “I” and “we” …..but what is that one really wants…let’s be honest.

Philosophy might say

“you are solely responsible

For the happiness within”

But you cannot be selfless

Without being happy for others

Can you?

And that my dear,

Is being addicted to Love

and that you cannot exist

in isolation.

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Italian Sonnet

Ohh we are coming to the toughest part of  A to Z April Challenge while am still trying to catchup with  Global Poetry Writing MonthPhew!!

Today i talk about this beautiful yet difficult form of poetry,


This reminds us of the greatest poet of all time,Shakesphere.But, what we forget is that, it originated in Italy and later brought to England only in the 16th century. An Italian sonnet is a 14-line poem consisting of an octave in iambic pentameter with the rhyme pattern abbaabba followed by six lines with a rhyme pattern of cdecde or cdcdcd. Literally a “little song,” the sonnet traditionally reflects upon a single sentiment, with a clarification or “turn” of thought in its concluding lines.

The basic difference between an Italian sonnet and Shakesphean sonnet is the rhyme scheme.Shakesphean sonnet follows  a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g; the last two lines being a rhyming couplet.

Here goes my Italian Sonnet:

While  i doubted the  existence  of  love, 

you  have  proved  that   ‘to   love’  has  no   meaning 

and  shoved me  into  such a  suffering, 

which has  cleared   that  it  no   more  exists  now 

You’re  one   heartless   stone  ,  let   everyone   know, 

one  who is  unknown   if   dead   or   living  

To  such  goddess  who  left  me  with   nothing, 

torn  me  to   pieces  ,I  solemnly   bow 

Learnt  that   only   means   that   can   let  me  live, 

is  let   go  the  memories   that   bring   dismay 

but  my  heart  asks me ,how  can  I  deceive  ?

it  cant   heal   and   death  is  only  the  way 

Helpless!! I  appeal  my  heart   to   forgive 

as  I am not  clear  ,  for   what  I  should   pray

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Linking it to Day 23 prompt of #NaPoWriMo


Moving forward, the next form of poetry for  A to Z April Challenge and Global Poetry Writing Month is


Originally an Arabic verse form dealing with loss and romantic love, adopted by medieval Persian poets. Consisting of syntactically and grammatically complete couplets, that are complete in themselves and each may and usually do deal with topics/subjects completely unrelated to each other. The form also has an intricate rhyme scheme; each couplet ends on the same word or phrase.


There is no such relationship equaling love, can there be?

as the one trusted too, Persecutor he turned out to be;

per se every wave seems to be fulfilled on its own

but when expected solace, a sea of ​​sadness  it turned out to be;

When looked into the soul, it made all sense to me,

Ah! Fertile what was thought, barren it turned out to be;

 Either with my gentle hands or with my warm breath,

I tried to embrace him, alas only a stone he turned out to be

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Silsila (सिलसिला )

circle-of-life-art (1)

प्यार से  हि है  ज़िन्दगी

अगर  ज़िन्दगी  में  न  हो प्यार

तोह  जीना  भी  क्या  जीना

वही  होगी  ज़िन्दगी  का  हार

खत्म  करो  ये  सिलसिला

न  झेला  जाता  दिल  ये  हर  बार

पर  करे  तोः  भी  कैसे  करे

दिल  को हमेशा  रहेगा  प्यार  का  इंतज़ार

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