A Climb In The Madness

As I climb a step ,
I see another
and I see one more
rising higher and higher

And then
when I climb up a step-
I realise,
many more lie ahead
And I despise,
my own madness
to climb the staircase

-Janhavee
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Unfinished verses

Through the roughest paths
You walk a long distance
unaware of where you are to go

Life takes twists and turns
and you get pains and burns

And then,
Suddenly it happnens
Without any notice,
All comes to a standstill..

No distance to go
No journey to finish,
Only a few verses
that hang on like a lost wish

There you are left with
A few words that never rhymed
But they told your story
And your pulse-less hymn

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Because You Have To...

There are times when you say
what you don't mean to
but you say it because you have to...

There are days when you do
what you are not supposed to
but you do it because you have to...

There are times when you smile
although you don't feel to
but you do, because you have to...

There are days when you cry
all because your heart pours
but you shed no tear, because you have to...

There are times when you are alone
in the midst of a crouded city
and you live like it because you have to...

-Janhavee
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Things Lost Forever

Days pass by and Years roll over
The Time keep changing with every moment
and the moments are lost forever...

Moments..
The Tiny Fables of Joy
of Glory and of History
explode like bubble and create a mystery
and the Mysteries are lost forever...

The Fog of tears
of sorrows and of fears
shadows over the minds so blue
smoke breaks in the stocks of woods
and then you get the clue

What You had is not with you
What you had is lost Forever

-Janhavee

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It's exactly a year to an unfortunate terrorist attack on Mumbai suburban local trains. :(

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The First Cloud of Joy

On a sunny day
In the month of May
The heat is getting on and on
And near the Skyline I see a
A Cloud is Born.

Like a Crown on the head of a King,
The Cloud on the mountain- top
Is pure and shining

And then it marches to the East
With the wind coming from the West,
Marching and Marching
And it has no time to rest

The cloud is carrying A message
for the Mother Earth
And Every living being
That Life will soon take the rebirth.

And it says,
"The Winds are blowing
I see other clouds coming behind
I’m sure It’ll rain soon
For it’s the time for monsoon…"

Although it carries no drop of water,
The cloud gives me a hope
To believe in the gospel of the nature...

- Janhavee
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“To The Fantastic Federer Forever”

Roger, Roger, Roger
You are a Troublemaker.

Always putting your opponents in trouble…
Your Serve, Your Volley,
and your game at the line of Base,
Your Ace that none can race
Frightening Forehands,
Bemusing Backhands…
All those Poor Fellows have to face… …

Roger, Roger, Roger
You are a Troublemaker...

Always putting the ‘Stats’-men in trouble…
Breaking a Record and making another
And sending the priors to rubble…
You reach another feat
With the Legs that no one can beat… …

Roger, Roger, Roger
You are a Troublemaker...

Always putting your Fans in trouble…
They scream aloud and hard they cheer
But forget the breather
Whenever you are in a tie- (Heart) breaker


Roger, Roger, Roger
You are a Troublemaker...

Always putting everyone in trouble…
But we won’t mind to be troubled.

So keep Troubling Dear....!!!