Ironically hitched

Hey girl tell me the reason
Of your absurd behavior
I don’t know what you are looking for
Tried to solve your riddle a thousand times
But it seems with every failure you smile
I can’t figure out the hidden sarcasm in it
It’s annoying why my pursuit is unfinished
It’s so bizarre with your pleasing expression
I feel in the air a mystic burning sensations
Is it a weird silence before a storm or after?
But I am sure there was or could be one
I don’t know if I need to prepare or prevent
Or m I a guiltless victim or blameable culprit
I wonder about, how it could matter
When you control of my cradle
I wonder what’s with me
As my tiny brain fails to interpret you
There is something which connects us as one
With your each push, I am pulled near you
It’s certain I will be content as long as I fear
With all our imperfection I will love you infinitely my dear
And keep wrecking my mind till eternity
When you expect me to understand
Your overwhelmingly modest complexity
– Darshan Joshi



Piercing Words..

It’s better to live with Guilt of words unspoken
Then to live with words which can’t be undone
An Arrow which has left its bow can’t be stopped
So are the words spoken with resentment
Like a gunshot slaying a deer, fascinates hunter
Hurtful words of an self-seeking men stabs the heart
As sound of a volcano echoes around even after it erupted
Blistering smoke rises above the highland crack
A hurtful dialog likes to resonate itself again and again
Piercing in a fractured heart affecting it deeply
A shattered heart takes time to heal
As war rages inside to recognize what’s real
So it’s essential to shut when you want to shout
It’s ok to be socially aloof with few companions
Rather than networking with no dignity
People who speak unkind words
Are gifted with powerful vocabulary
A power misjudged and misused by many
An ability that can instigate if used sensibly
So it’s wise to be a man of few words
When you are gifted but untrained
– Darshan Joshi


Rugged Quest..

I am a momentary traveller who desires for new experiences
Defying perceptions of my mind and fear inside my heart
Uprooting the seeds of prejudices been ploughed inside me so deep
I need to let go of it inch by inch as I touch new horizons
Shed my skin and turn into someone unique
This transformation has made me distorted among my own
I walk by the barren land and undiscovered paths
Meeting those who have been ignored by their own kind
Never keep count of my tumbles and catastrophes
Instead record every step I took to stand up and walk again
Turning back I see an uneven path worthy to be walked on
And a new place with its own enigmatic setting
I am a transitory writer who writes new chapter every day
Making sure no story is spilled to the next day
All my characters are imperfect like me with their unique flaws
I glorify their blunders to learn something valuable
Their suffering makes them stand out among others
Their struggles makes them worthy leaders
Influencing those without direction and purpose
Ending every chapter with a hailed wisdom
Twinkling stars indicates closure of a chapter
Rising sun directs me to start with a new character
Each day as I gaze myself in the mirror
I encounter someone new holding a blank page
– Darshan Joshi

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Beauty in blackness..

As they say beauty is in the eye of beholder
Its seems black is the only colour which is ignored
They say after every darkness there is a light
But they don’t understand to have light there should be darkness
Which means if there is no darkness there is no light
Why is black not a colour in rainbow which we all adore
Isn’t the universe where we live is all black
Earth, stars, moon and the sun are all part of a magical darkness
Without which, stars and moon wouldn’t be so astounding
And sun would lose its purpose to rise
Yet it seems black and its darkness are ignored in our prejudice
All we wish for, is colourful life without darkness
Which is like a beautiful body without soul
Still we fight over colour and degrade the dark skinned
In spite of being from same human race
You don’t need an eye to see beauty in dark skinned women
Or a black flower deserted among colourful ones
But a heart which connects with pureness within it
So next time when you experience dark
Don’t miss the beauty in blackness
– Darshan Joshi