It is my pleasure to share a piece of my heart in the form of this poem which I had created during one free period in school amid chatter and din of classroom efficacy. Within that din, I vicariously entered the mind of a have not struggling with pangs of poverty and realised there is a flip side to all the privilege and support I had been lucky to be sorrounded by. This is about a child pining for a piece of hope, away from the din of her own lifestyle.
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WISH UPON A STAR
Wish upon a star in the moonlight beam,
that enters from the window into the dour, grey walls of a hut.
Like a moment of the conscience’s sweet dream.
Wish for the moon to come and play with me,
in my filthy playground smeared with soot,
filled with smells and squalor .
Tell the wind to pass by my dark, lifeless avenue of rags and sadness pangs.
Tell it to flutter my torn skirt’s edges in the melancholy ‘s midnight hour.
The night has set,
my lonely eyes search for a world.
It lies beyond my slum,
From where the fumes like a dragon rise
and howl with an overarched brow over my grey locality .
That world is a dream too harsh to realise .
But you, Keeper of the World ,
the next time I look up at those twinkling stars in the sky,
Close my drooping eyes in the wish of a sweet dream,
The wish not realised and wake up,
I hope to find myself in your booming garden of toys ,gifts and love.
Even if its for a brief moment ,
a tiny moment ,
away from my downtrodden realm .
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NOTE : this was originally published in 2015 on Wattpad as part of my poetry collection WHISTLING CHIMES.
I launch myself, with a searing, soaring passion for all domains verging on the writerly and creative with a beginner's appetite here and that's how I believe in adding meaning to each day. A lucky mascot of literature, cinema and culture, I come riding on spirited wings from the emblematic city of Lucknow where all those reside and thrive. My breeding ground and my mindscape all are committed to these three life forces. Cinema. Culture. Literature. But the biggest and all consuming parent to these is life that breeds them . There is the discovery that comes from expressing yourself, clear eyed and even mystical, when you come from a city like this. I am here to expand my worldviews, share my earliest inspirations and evolutions and go with the flow through the most accessible outlet there is : writing. Conventionally, my biography is that of a degree holder in English literature encompassing Undergraduate, Postgraduate and M Phil years and every possible experience of learning finer points of knowledge . I have already taken the plunge of creating a solid base for my works by publishing my poems and articles on the renowned worldwide community/ writing sanctuary Wattpad since 2015, a platform which is a miracle for anyone pursuing so much as a flash of wordplay and thoughts to spare. It has redefined my life and allows me to go strong. You can read my works there under the username MadMenWearingFedora / Prithvijeet. That is the springboard that catapulted me to a confident vocational revival. So here I am. Both originality and novelty are the key words to define this eternal student of life. So with the tip of the pen blessing my head and a new vigor, I welcome you all to my realm. AN AWADH BOY'S PANORAMA beckons.
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