Not A Poet

वो भी क्या दिन थे। बिना रोकटोक के रास्तों पर निकल जाना, वक्तबेवक्त हल्ला मचाना। घिसेपिटे काम मे लगे रहना, न चाहते हुए भी रोज ऑफिस जाना। हर दिन, हफ्ते, महीने पार्टी करने का बहाना ढूंढना। किसीसे दिल जुड़े तो उसे कॉफी शॉप में ले जाना। बिना रोकटोक के रास्तों पर निकल जाना, वक्तबेवक्त हल्ला मचाना। आज खिड़की में बैठे दोस्तों की हँसी कानो में गूंज रही हैं। आंखें दूर दूर तक किसी इंसान को ढूंढ रही हैं। याद आते वो दिन, बिना रोकटोक के रास्तों पर निकल जाना, वक्तबेवक्त हल्ला मचाना। संकट आज सर पे हैं, कुछ दिनों का कर्फ्यू हैं। इस बार हमने साथ नही दिया, तो एक इंसान भी न रहेगा। बचे हुए कुछ इन यादों के साथ जियेंगे। वो भी क्या दिन थे... -Shamitha Heramb

I know you are watching So, I put on a face and pretend like Nothing is wrong I need to look stronger for all My eyes are swollen From the nights that I have cried But I pretend to be sleep deprieved I need to look stronger for all My words have deep sorrow But I pretend to not mean it at all I need to look stronger for all When you see me lost I pretend to be thinking I need to look stronger for all No matter how hard you try You might not catch me pretending at all I look stronger for all -Shamitha Heramb

Gloomy, Starry or full of thorns All these paths seems unknown Laughter, joy or tears of sorrow Makes me bother no more No bird, animal or vulture A human form that I have taken Routine is what I follow With no purpose of my own Survival is what we seek And death is what we are worried What makes us so different When we all are trapped in the wheel - Shamitha Heramb

Dull sore eyes Scars of struggles Hidden with an extra bit of effort Loosened the hair Put up a smile Covered the truth with a veil of glamour Make no mistake Not the real self Pretentious I am dancing around -Shamitha Vokkaliga

All smiles shall go by When this poem is read out Making everyone uncomfortable A taboo is spoken for all Bled for the first time Shock and sorrow brought tears to my eyes A gift that I failed to realize I have become a women now Stained myself, hiding from others Ran towards the loo Cause no one should know I am the women who bloomed Hush the tone, lowered my eyes Started those five days of impure life Speaking the truth that was passed on I have become a tainted soul now Voice within myself, trying to break free A fabricated truth has build my life Message that we should pass on Bleeding days of our life is no big deal at all - Shamitha Vokkaliga