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Control Pic credit: Joanna
Fear in your mind draw shadows in the eyes And cold your body observes only lies
Your beat goes fast you struggle for breath It was just a cloudy weather and you see evil in wreath
That lovely breezing air was actually soothing your walk But your sweat goes chilled and your ears hear devil's talk
It was refreshing aroma all it was sandal bark But your dread nose refuse and smell danger in the dark
When you try to run your legs take you down Your tongue touched mud and feels it sugar brown
Your eyes open in hospital you were surrounded by the crew Again your senses took your control even though they ‘belongs' to you
o my poor friend! you are too much techno savvy That you can't receive beautiful gift when nature showered you heavy
o dear! these senses are not you you are owner of them Your body is your own temple where you control them for your name
So let's reverse the ‘control' now mother nature will always help us Connect to her …


pic credit : Daniel Zeevi
They said to sail the world and you lost the sky They asked for your laughter and you forget to cry
They said you are hero and you stop being legend They said you are warrior and you stop being friend
They said, you do They show, you follow But what about your appetite What you want to swallow
Who are ‘they' to define your restriction Who are they to make you sound If it's ‘you', limit is yours Who are they to get you bound
Desire of people around is mere a illusion Mirror of their abilities is not your reflection
So don't stop at the blue sky Just because they see it as limit Go for the black universe For what, unlike them, you are not timid ©Abhinav Mankar 040417


pic credit : Dr Ida Moadab Thirst

In crowd of billions
I search for unknown
Pain in my legs
My mind frown

I walked so long
That gives me scars
I fought with my tears
Looking to the stars

No one I met
Was close to my  sketch
And no one really care
When tired me retch

Year after year
Life-drama remains the same
No one was the perfect
To fit in my frame

Wrinkles on my face
Were showing my age
My precious ink dried
Without feeling my empty page

I was like traveller
Who lost in the sea
And thirst remains same
Having water all around me

Deciding to stop
I sat somewhere alone
And what a wonder
I listened my perfect tone

Rhyme of my breath
Beat of my heart
That were the only things
For which I start

Start then knowing me
And my thirst got droplets
As I lost chance
To take complete goblet

Time near to end
I was sad first
But then become happy
At least I quench my thirst

When I died
I woke up from my dream
And secret I know
Feels like cherry on the cream

Rejuvenated me now
Start run for t…


pic credit : Ariel Norling

Sad me , walking on road alone Some crook hit me a stone bad luck I swing the stone in bold And it strike to hidden gold serendipity
I took care of it at most But in crowd I lost bad luck Police arrest the one with gold Because it was a black hold serendipity
I went for the scene Get hit by stick thin bad luck Lowered my eye see prompt brochure And that feel make my mood richer serendipity
When reached on address I was redressed bad luck I perform on road, and people's claps were redemption At last I was recognised, And it was a great celebration serendipity                                                           ©Abhinav Mankar 230317

The Poetry

On the occasion of : WORLD POETRY DAY 21 MARCH

      pic ©Abhinav Mankar
The Poetry
Elegance of flower Freshness of  morning dew The most upper happiness Given by the only few
As strong as diamond Both bold and beautiful She can raise the tempo And can urge it to cool
Emotions she expresses Impress the masses Ordinary can be enlightened Without any special classes
Always with you Whether joy or sadness Company to the lonely Adrenalin to rich madness
She is desire She is the love In rush of the world She is peaceful dove
Dear to poets Might to the ink May this magical mystery Never goes to sink
She is ‘the Poetry’ And she makes the run Which brings world closer Which makes the world ‘one’ -© Abhinav Mankar 210317

Am I chosen????

Am I chosen????

Am I chosen????
Yes, I am chosen ….to lift the weight ….of extreme quarrel ….of trimmed carvings & paint barrel
I am chosen ….to fill the eyes with tear ….smiling mask to wear ….and fake expressions to bear
I am chosen ….to leave in the dark ….eat the tougher bark ….get the cruel’s mark
I am chosen ….to feel betrayed relation ….and not to mention ….and take the tension
I am chosen ….to face the death ….generate sense beyond sixth ….go beyond the myth I am chosen ….to face wind in the eyes ….to deep nose in the water higher ….and to keep skin in burning fire
We all are chosen And most of you are getting it fast
But I know, You are chosen ….to CHOOSE….to WAIT for me Because, you can get beer in haste…. But CHAMPAGNE takes its own time to give you the taste….                       -© Abhinav Mankar 230217

Attraction of Distraction

Attraction of Distraction 

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Attraction of Distraction 
Waiting for the moon I saw star,............I got distract Waiting for the jet I saw car,.............I got distract Baiting for a boundary                                   I saw googly,.......I got distract Baiting for the beauty I got ugly,............I got distract
Looking for a classic I heard pop,.........I got distract Looking for a jeans I saw top,.............I got distract Booking for a movie I see clown,..........I got distract Booking for countryside I saw town,..........I got distract
Writing for a novel I weave rhyme,.....I got distract Writing for sin song I met thyme,.........I got distract Fighting for love I feel lust,.............I got distract Fighting for peace I feel gust,............I got distract
Everywhere, distraction offer me a run Everytime, I consider it the fun At end it always is an empty dun Then again new distraction, Again new lesson to learn ...........…

One Silent Night

One Silent Night   College-time fantasy is special for everyone. Specially if it is of romantic type. When you just imagine various scene with your special one, it's the feeling that no one can expressed fully. Here presenting one such fantasy, how I imagined to propose my love in college days. Hope you can connect with it.

One Silent Night
Waiting for one silent night With full of stars and moon some bright
In a peaceful ground with there some tree I will be there for some time free
There I will see alone standing someone And that will be my love and not anyone
Then I will break my silence so long And let my heart to sing a lovely song
It  will express my emotions for her And that will be the all new words I spoke ever
After I will ask to change her name Last two of me with her first name same
Again, there will be only the sound of air And my heart will beat to happen some fair
Then she will speak for first time on it And now I don’t want to imagine that bit
That bit will decide d…