THE EXACT

Nature has confined itself with the mysteries of the universe, It has spectacular themes, beauty and thoroughly diverse, It is beyond any definition flowing invariably from eternity, To get the design which is astonishing and engineered by the almighty, Nature has testimonial times which dethrone many who tried to rule it, It had been autonomous and will remain so till the world collapses in its fury, The world is nurturing and celebrating in its lap, The mighty mountains, the irreversible rivers, the dark woods, the ocean deep, Yet could not alone a reason to destroy it in hurry of reaching the destiny, Sick human, tossing destiny on sly, fuming its own aboard for a penny!

 Dreams come like roses, With every petal curl transiting the folds of the dreams, With soundproof yet noise of accoustic guitar strings screams, Like the thrones testing the patience of the dreamer to restrain within, And find a dream within a dream of adverse from the opening dream, With lingering smell as a tetinomials of its encounter with rain of thoughts, And how it engulf the black and white weather of dream with its charm and dotted dots.

A bird was knocking on my door, Maybe at 3.30 a.m in the morning, I tried hard to sleep and ignore, But when it tried to look into the room Through the glass window I become unsure, Beside the window there were copper cups, Filled with sound with a jar of copper, The window was air tight, And the lock could be opened with the air If strong, dense and breezy in the core, The bird started chattering outside the glass window, The noise was loud and immature, I am not sure but as the bird spread its wings To fly and flutter, a strong wind appeared Inside pushing the window Dismantling the cup and jar, pure, All the sound in the cup and jar spilled on the floor, The bird flew away and I opened my eyes from my dream, Witnessing the opened window, Cups, jar, spilled sound on the floor with the roar, All was reality. But when it happened in azure, The only dream was that my eyes were closed!

I am in the heart of all being, She is in my heart, My solitude is everlasting, But she don't know the emotional art, I find ways to reach her in my heart, But the way is too lonely, She never speaks a word that could last, If it could last I found darkness within and only, I am in the heart of all being, She is in my heart, One day she became compassionate, Seeing my sentiments fissioned and parts, And asked me to draw her in my darkest, I found traces of her hair in the start, Then my hand scarfed her hair like a flower fest, To have some light in my eyes to reflect in her eyesight, I am in the heart of all being, She is in my heart.

The deep dark forest is never ending, A long lasting river turns to the mountain, To feel the snow and its aroma of freezing, To let pass the forest in a darkest plain, Now the river knows that the mountain will not let it pass, But still the river try to rill its rock, Trying times are hard but harder when gravity to encash, It will twist the river in half and half make it crawl, Yet the river find its way in eternity, however mountain stall, The forest and mountains are not obstacle, They are the face of the river to drill amd march towards destity to fall, Upon the civilisation and vision of everlasting progress to the ocean for once and all.                                                    -KUMAR ABHISHEK(POET)

It is a story of my life way back in 2011-12, when I was new to the politics and poetry, trying to rhyme politics with poetry.At the same time I was trying to get a life through my pending engineering degree.For that purpose I had to clear my back paper of telecommunications fundamental in Jaipur.I board the train and went to Jaipur to write the exam and reached their in 3 am at night.I somehow reached pratapnagar and 'afford' a room in a hotel their. The owner was south Indian and kind to me so he gave me an a.c. room in low charge. Next morning I went to the internet cafe and found the number of my friend on social media and called him to 8 Sector entrance. I took my bag and started walking to 8 sector then I saw my friend was coming and move ahead with him.At the main entrance of 8  sector I saw her coming in a green 💚 suit, which was matching to my green shoes. (earlier I saw her in Assam in a red ♥️ suit on the bridge of a railway station, which was matching to my red muf...