Exhibition

Emblem of momentous hopes to outgrow

Xeric past with glittering glory and tears

Historic opportunity unveiled to

Illustrate the never-ending desire  

Baptized by the forgone brave red hearts

Industrious and flamboyant with their talents

Tantalized the heartbeats of opponents defence

In their quest to be the winners, sweating all their efforts

On a mission to thrill the legion of followers with magic on ball

Narrating a new chapter to the folklore of red devils for the future 

Exhibition of arrogance will spur the rivals!Just as Chants of Munich still  hurts! I hope the dreams of Busy Babes will be fulfilled by generations of red devils with humility! 

Written on Prompt 168: Exhibition   @ onesingleimpression . Images: Thanks to google images.

Dusk of Contrast

Entangled green bushes

With no leaves to wave

Arched with flower bud

Waiting to break free

When the sunshine giggles

To see an unseen world

To explore the magic of nature

To receive the love from unknown

As the bloomed flowers

Spreading the magic of red

Amidst the creepy green layers

Like spots of limitless joy

On the faces of kids in a crowd

Reluctant to say goodbye

To the glow less setting sun

Shaded by the orange clouds

And the light-dark sky

As they don’t know

If they will have another day

To wave along with the wind

While enjoying the sunshine

Inspired by picture taken by Fee Easton. Option 1.Written for  one-stop,challenge time . Visit to explore other poets expressions! Thanks Image from Unsplash. 

Wings

Wild

Innovative

Navigational

Gear

Salvaged 

Prompt 1: Single Word (SW) – WINGS @ acrosticonly . Please visit to see other poets acrostic. Thanks

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River Usk

A stream with unpredictable flow

Moving in opposite directions

Depending upon the tide in the sea

Slim and calm at times

Exposes its bare muddy skin beneath

Storage of balls, cycles, bottles, and junks

Many people had their stuffs falling by chance

And just watched them moving away

As it was risky to retrieve

With the thick mud acting as hindrance

Boats stacks up in mud here and there

Away from its dock

It reminds me of lost boats in deserts

They get back to the shore

When water rises again

At night it flows in its full glory

With big belly burgeoned by tides

Glamorized by the lights on the shore

I try to see, which direction it is flowing

Every other day, before crossing the bridge

Sometimes, I just look at its silence

Through the big windows at university

Sometimes I sit on the bench

On the walkway, just to feel the wind

And to listen to the heart of the river

It’s peaceful to sit and read at night

Underneath the streetlight

With the river giving a nice company

Along with the freezy wind and stars 

I have found a friend in this lazy and frenzy river

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Goodbye

I am moving to a new shore

I have left a piece of my heart

At your door

Without knocking, like a trespasser

I hope you will open the door

I wonder if you will see it

It holds a piece of my dreams

Which I wished to share with you

It still carries the urn of my feelings

That I never expressed

I wished to conquer your heart

Silently, with a feather touch of emotions

Now, you are beyond my reach

As you have found your destiny

I wish to hold your smile

In my eyes forever as a precious gift

I still hear your voice, when I am alone

Through the realms of my ears

I don’t wish to see tears or fury

In your eyes

As I love it to remain vibrant

So, I won’t leave any words

That might hurt your beliefs

Though I wish to let you know

I’ve fallen for you

Right when I saw your eyes greeting me

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Be My Valentine

Bring a new spring into my barren life

Erasing the thorns of past from memory

My heart is waiting with roses of hope to welcome you

Yearning to drizzle love in your heart like a monsoon 

Vast seasons await our journey together

Across the world with the wings of dreams

Let me show all the wonders you wish to see

Elating you to the skies, fulfilling your wishes

Nurturing your smile like a classic portrait

Teasing your eyes with silent acts of drama

I wish to hold your hand for rest of my life  

Negating all the lows and rooting all the highs

Emptying your sorrows with a touch of magic

I dedicate this poem to all the people who are in love! Happy Valentines Day ! You may get blessed with love of your life! Images Thanks to Google. Visit  acrosticonly  and onestoppoetry  for other poets works. Thanks. :) 

Mr He He

Any body know

Who is “Mr. He He"

Yeah nobody, I know

Let’s find out who is “Mr. He He"

My friend was mobbed by proposals

From the guys who liked her a lot

She had to find a way-out,

She said she has a boy friend

But no one knew, it’s imaginary

So curious guys asked her his name

She said, it’s “Mr. He He"

Yeah, it sounds weird n funny

“Mr. He He"

He is a mystery

“Mr. He He"

He is adorable

“Mr. He He"

He is enviable

But still, who is “Mr. He He"

So every one got surprised

Who is “Mr. He He”

No body has heard about “Mr. He He”

They asked her to introduce him

As they were not ready to believe it

She got in a fix

She had an idea

She told them that he is one among them

And they kept guessing

Checking out all the probable matches

Naming one guy after another

While they were busy finding out who it was

Somebody conquered her heart

Truly he was mysterious

Everyone knew him

Though she shared lighter moments with him

In public, nobody suspected him

Even as she built her castles of love

And laughed with her “Mr He He”

About their secret love story 

This is  a song i tried to write for my online sister kavita,who made beautiful posters of my poetry. It didn't turn out that way.Neverthless,this is a sweet little present for her.

Come back kings

Minutes to go

A Mountain to climb

Dreaded moments waiting

To cage in the destiny

We look for a miracle

As the tired legs

Try to spark magic

The crowd goes roaring

Believe!

Passes galore with one aim

To force through the iron walls

To sneak in a ray of hope

As red devils, trigger shots at the post

They did it at Nou camp

They did it at white hart lane

They did it at Bloomfield

And many times elsewhere

Breaching through for glory

Breaking the hearts of opponents

They are the comeback kings

Everyone wish to see them loose

Everyone tries to write them off

But they come back chasing an equalizer

And then goes on for the final kill

They are the thrillers of dying seconds

With the doses of passion and determination

Never to lose the game until the whistle is blown 

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Dreaming to dream

I am day dreaming to dream

In this lazy afternoon

As I am getting bored

Waiting for the rain

It’s teasing me,

But hiding somewhere

Take me to Dubai’s islands

I wish to sail in those canals

To see the marvels

Weaved on the laps of sand 

Take me to "Theatre of Dreams"

I wish to sit at the Stretford end

Let me sing, “Glory glory man united”

While watching red-devils play liverpool

I’m getting deluded

I wish to travel in magnetic roads

I’m fed up with the gutters here

I want to ride rotor-less bikes

It will be sliding over magnetic fields

Like good old, Santa Claus’s deer sledge

I am sleepy

But where is my lullaby

Angels please take me to your heaven of dreams

I wish to hear you sing

“Baby sleep like an innocent cat”,

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Message for my dad

You taught me to read

Think, talk, and debate

And fight for my cause

You showed me the path

With your life

Now I am trying to follow you

You always aimed high

Fighting all the odds

You let me to fall

You let me to rise again

I’m still falling and rising

Learning to stand up finally

On my own, without you

You took me to the sky

How will I repay you,

for your faith in me? I wonder!

As I struggle to convince many

About my wishes

Though it’s been there all life

Only you would have supported me

As you always believed in me

Even when I faltered relentlessly

I wish you were around

As I wait for my big break

I wish for your blessing

Your words still drive me

To keep trying to reach

Where you hoped me to be 

I

I am a wild horse

Still raw and untamed

I was on exile

In the wilderness of life

I waited on for years

To find my way back to the road

I had lost my way

When I failed in my tasks

I travelled through the wild routes

To build a stable for myself

But, wild-fires of my anger

Burnt the basements

Whenever I tried to rise

As I never was calm and forgiving

I ran away in agony towards new shores

Than trying to fix my stables

Now, I realize I reached nowhere

I have to build from the scratch again

This grassland is enticing

I wish to settle down

Pursuing my dreams

Far away from the expectations

Far away from the mad rush world

Taking a rebirth to be civilized again

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Bridge

Between your heart and mine

The bridge is trembling as if it will rupture

Dark clouds have blinded the vision

And, I’ve lost my direction

The vibes say, I need to stay calm

Daylight will come with new ideas

When the path is clear

The journey becomes easy; I doubt it!

Night is always a dangerous ally

Is  it trustworthy? I never found so!

Beginning of the end, or a new start

To me, it’s a new lesson to grasp

Lowering my ambitions is never an option

Comes with it, serious trouble

A path to discover towards safety

Pause or move forward with grit

In the opposite side, there is a cavalry

The fiercest opponents ready to strike

Day’s so long and so humid

Occupations never keep me satisfied

That, my wish is to conquer your heart

Is there any arrow left in my armor? No!

Known paths are all blocked

As my every move is well anticipated

The brave heart in the

Children’s stories will succeed in the last

Hour, that’s fantasy! But, reality bites.

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Silence

Silence is like a pretty princess,

It lets the imagination

To paint colorful images on air

It lets the heart

To weave dreams on a sunny day

It makes the mind

To fear about night mares

The mystery behind it is its jewel

It is painful or delicious,

Depending upon outcomes,

The wait for breaking a silence,

It is agonizing,

Once it's done, it gives a relief 

Silence is a way of life

To convey liking or displeasure

In the most powerful manner

Without uttering a single word

Yet reaches out to the heart

With a sharp touch 

Illusion

I swam through a river

Lazily, in search of an ocean

Lustily, in search of a new life

Under the clouds of imagination

Sowing dreams on the bed of tides  

Idiotically, without knowing the length  

Of the waters, until I saw the unending hills   

Nesting the crater from the eyes of outer-world

   Written on prompt "Illusion" @ writersisland . Images: Thanks to google.

Thoughts

A day without thoughts

It’s like living in coma

Dead but alive

With heart beats

Living in a world of darkness

Where there is no sensation

No cheers, no tears

No agony, no joy

Just a relief

Stranded somewhere in vacuum

Lying idle on the bed of frozen time

Waiting for the salvation in heaven

As those moments are tempting

Rarely someone walked back

To the life from there alive

As it’s the cliff of quitters

A day without dreams

It’s like fishing in desert

With Just sand to catch

Facing the harsh reality

Sometimes it’s better

To swim through the thoughts

Foresee the things ahead

Plan properly to tackle

Possible bottlenecks

It might look so pessimistic

Experience tells me otherwise

There are no safe paths to travel

You have to punt every now and then

On an unknown path to reach destiny

Thoughts are intuitive twin-soul

That makes individuals distinct

Hold on to it or else

Just be a robot

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Symbol

The layout in the hand of an adventurer

Had an end with a symbol

There was no further path to look

Nor any mention of the spot

He walked through the snow

Clutching his gears for grip

Fighting against the freezing storm

He walked through the cluster of trees

That hardly had any leaves

He saw the big symbol hanging from height

He kept walking faster with a quest

To conquer the precious treasure

Before the owners come for it

As he had stolen their layout at a pub

But even as he covered huge distance

He didn’t find any trace of hanging symbol

Then he realized that it’s in scripted on snow

On the hill which holds the threat of an avalanche

May be with some wooden blocks or plastic

He wondered if it is just showing the direction

But instincts nodded him to climb the hill

Without fearing the backlash of an avalanche

He reached the spot and dug anxiously

Anticipating something rich and exquisite

But to his agony, he found the frozen bodies

Of late adventurers

Before he could turn around and slide

The hungry avalanche captured him with its fists

Burying him under the warning symbol

Set by those who survived to caution adventurers

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