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The Next Step

Expected & accepted The life lied And reality distracted Leaving protected Family directed. The plea Staying back rejected Starting new Scared too Stepping steps Other side of doorstep The world waited. I hesitated For the final seeing To start believing To live while dreaming To see twin changing The domicile. Wishes, Lucks, Greetings Maybe self failed to share The ongoing changes. The night most feared Bidding farewell While few smiled The world left behind CRIED - Pushkin Channan

A journey - Only She Knew

The four walls The loud assault of squalls And those falls She sits back And recalls The first footfall. Been told That's all The nature Served the fall She stood tall No matter how big She made it look small Not acting baby doll!! Missing own The partial thoughts On her first crawls The gradual steps And those minor major walks The life taught The efforts The try  For the wrongs Proven naught. The unusual The irregular. The life renamed Tagged, 'move on'. - Pushkin Channan

Thank you!! Dear Night

 When wanted to fly  As a kite Was rescued by you Dear night. Saw self being grounded For the very first The mob surrounded The eyes, the heart Depicted love The hatred sank At the river's bank. The pair gazed Searched the ones Who raised The childhood days Those unasked praise The never cursed delays The unmasked indentity The fake enmity. Long lost Additional cost The life bossed The game - Fair unfair The life turned from no-where No more try Bid good-byes Until The next hey With promised love  The life got aired right above. - Pushkin Channan

Those Heart Attacks

The news happy or sad, confused. the reaction i knew. far & away the distances uncovered I'll fail acknowledging them. the calculations  missed & not corrected imperfections surround me. staying grounded looking high I'll see you vanishing. the airplanes, the airport your crossing boundaries I'll wait for the turn for me to take over to leave you in tears. being on driver's seat getting things done I'll thank the 'Monopoly'. no not heartless just following the footsteps for once I was scared was being done to me. gracefully embraced I'll duplicate the same. - Pushkin Channan

Is there any other way?

My heart cries Seeing someone abandoning the domicile Chosing the new  Leaving the old The traditions say it all. From a kid to girl And becoming a woman You were told To he happy  At your new abode. Leaving behind the emotions Making it habitual A habitat unusual. Selfish or selfless?? I stood at the receiving end A sister - always the 'Best Friend' Inked pages read. I'm here you promised & said Buying the promise The absenteeism I'd now fail to accept. Unseen unmet The relations  Do they need a sewing thread? Moments to live Memories to cheer The stories made to hear Certified and real Those shed tears...... - Pushkin Channan

The Marked Absenteeisms

 On or Away Searching way Chosen to 'move' You tagged 'on' I said 'away'. The cries Asking to stay Nothing much, these days You say Keeping silent The vocals I fail to manage. As decays the age Eyes wish to see you more often Receive hugs  Those were/will be forbidden. Gift me your illness Maybe it reduces the sickness I'll keep'em as compliments That see no replacement The birthday gifts those'd be permanent. Dearest twin, How do I deceive  The mini heart attacks? Been provided with the news The stories built  When narrated Cease away the peace. - Pushkin Channan

The Date With Metro

early morning the needles when hit seven you and i get to see us as made in heaven 😂 dearest metro, to catch you  I stand in a long que avoiding rows I wish I could gift you a rose. Each dawn I see you The heart starts pumping faster Looks I'm dating since ever. From childhood to adulthood I've seen you changing colors The constant the seats Those were now home to me. Tired Yes I could rest on shoulder. Memories made Stories baked The night's talk menue  The receipes got cooked at your venue. Thankyou for the selfless love. I couldn't get a better companion And even would fai the crayons To draw us As the world kept moving on... - Pushkin Channan