A CONFESSION

bfFrom many years hidden in my heart,

A love slow like bullock cart.

My first love with my classmate,

Always thought she is my true fate.

Sitting and watching her all the time,

Sometimes she gave weird look,

As if it was a crime.

Sometime we sat together in the class,

Wondered how quick time used to pass.

Sharing lunch during breaks,

Knowingly I brought her favorite cakes.

Friends teased me taking her name,

And I used to feel childish shame.

After school waiting for a while,

Looking at each other with a cute smile.

I didn’t knew it was love or not,

Though for her with one boy I fought.

Years passed, neither I nor she expressed,

I thought she was not impressed,

Neither was I good-looking nor genius.

Within, my heart was making fuss.

On last day of school when classes meant to end

She wrote in my hand BEST FRIEND.

Still I was happy and in mood to cheer,

I gifted her memories in form of teddy bear.

From that day I have never seen her,

But in my eyes she always mesmerize.

                  by KAMLESH ORAON

 

MURDER OF LOVE

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It’s a tale of an accursed girl,

caught in the worldly illusion whirl.

Happy with her life and pride,

always dreamed of becoming lucky bride.

Enjoyed her life being alone,

unless fell in love with a boy unknown.

Seemed they deeply love each other,

against the warning from her mother.

She knew her parents won’t accept this,

their marriage had no hope,

so decided with him to elope.

Planned on a new moon night,

when they will escape from visions,

in the absence of moonlight.

She stole some costly gems and jewel,

which they planned to sell.

She reached the garden surrounded by dark,

dead silence all around,

where she can even hear far away dog’s bark.

Waiting,waiting under a tree in pain,

situation became worst,

when started a heavy rain

Suddenly got a hit in head….

….from behind and lost in sleep,

When woke up she started to weep.

Gone all the gems and jewel,

then she realized about the betrayal.

Though she was alive but murdered,

from inside with love,faith and trust.

She ran towards home crying in burst.

Forgiven by parents for her worst mistake,

but she learned a lesson to recognize,

people with faces real or fake.

  Always beware before it’s too late,

Every time life doesn’t give second fate.

                              by KAMLESH ORAON

REALITY

stock-photo-man-s-hands-tied-with-chains-42844855When I was a kid,

I was always tied through restriction,

always demanded for more freedom.

Small decision were taken up by parents,

which I never liked.

As I grew older restriction become less,

more exposure to outside world.

Given choice to make own decision,

which they believed I would make with precision.

But the snare of worldly illusion,

again chained me up through….

responsibilities,dreams,obligation..

Burden of expectations from

family,friends,love and society surrounded me.

Couldn’t enjoyed the freedom outside,

Struggled to make right decisions.

As time passed more,

I was tied tight through chains..

of more responsibilities, obligations and dreams of future.

Then I realized the world’s reality,

where one have to survive with own ability.

Broken toys were better than broken dreams,

pain of restriction were better than pain of losses.

The chains of worldly illusion kept pulling back,

gave many wound and burn,

but taught never to take U-turn.

It tries you to give disgrace,

so better be ready with courage to face.

But same time taught to fight with hope,

showed ways to reach on the top.

                        by KAMLESH ORAON

HUMANITY- A RELIGION

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People always ask me from me,

Are you an atheist?

You don’t believe that god exist?

which religion do you believe?

As usual I answer them all,

Yes I have a religion,

Humanity is my religion,

Only you have to change your vision.

Because I never went to church,

never lighted a single candle,

rather I lighten up the dark houses with it.

Never went to any temple,

rather I always want to become humble,

with poor and needy ones,

wants to help old people,

like their own son.

Truth and humanity doesn’t need to find,

only you have to work for mankind.

True religion lies in working for humanity,

not chanting prayers in whole city.

Serving to god means serving poor,

and people who are in need,

Then the world of equality and peace,

would be established with our noble deed.

My prayer lies in spreading,

peace and kindness all around,

and eliminating all evil elements from society,

through which they all are bound,

                                                       This is my true belief,

which gives me from inside intense relief.

                                     by KAMLESH ORAON