The Empty Sea Shore

Silently the cool breeze
touched my ears
With voices from the past
I wanted to hear.

The empty sea shore
where our interlaced fingers found hope
On the same sea shore
can be frequently found walking alone.

Smiling remembering those
comfortable conversations
Gliding barefoot
with waiting heart palpitations.

A sudden urge of tears
filled these happy eyes
Clearly can listen to those loving words
in your voice.

While wiping them off
saw you standing on the opposite side
Heart raced to your smiling face
as you extended your hand and I stood beside.

Our fingers interlaced
with the same pace
And we stood face to face
Water of my eyes clearly visible
Sea shore, with your voice and lips,
now stood invisible.

©Kritika

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a prejudiced intern

‘A CONFESSION BY A YOUNG GUY’ 

I offered to meet
will be at the café to greet
and will be my treat
Just promise you would not freak.

Face me and reveal the truth
Texting does not sound so good
For you I should be an old worn our wood
Are terms on which I stood.

Age is just a number game
But experience, from where will you gain?
Going through all that frustrating pain
All these years have made me icy cold sane.

Age is no more a seal
I would need you to reveal
Passion for the confession you concealed
Talk your heart out to make me feel.

Our meeting concluded
Felt secluded
Your actions seemed grounded
Only the aroma of coffee surrounded.

Thank you for helping me to learn
Age, for you, is no more than a physical yearn
It is late I should return
I don’t want to hire a prejudiced intern.

©Kritika

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Battle between two extremists

Nerves in the body shout
‘Positives move and capture the battle ground’
Negatives overheard this sound
Speed up, its a race, be a hound.

Negatives start before the positives find out
Moving fast they capture the battle ground
Shouting and roaring giving victorious vibes
Positives surrounding them with glorious smiles

Alertness running throughout the team ‘Negatives’
‘Game has just begun’ informed the ‘Positives’
A cold war fought hard between both extremists 
Throwing at each other their characteristics

Negatives submit themselves as they bow their heads
Positives embrace them as their friendly guests
This friendship bond is difficult to be accepted
Their cooperative nature is always reflected.

©Kritika

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Blogger Fixed Poems Today

Pen it down
And hold on
Calm and relax
Likes, dislikes and comments
This is what the writer waits for.

Once the work is out in public
there is no turning back
Don’t be in haste
Review and amend
according to your taste

Additions and deletions
your work for you should be ‘Perfection’

Daily writing is daily improvement
a better work with new developments

This is what I learned today
My haste made my work for me a waste
I forced myself to write
The work was not to my delight

When calmly I reviewed each poem
Mistakes were many with lips moving in ‘hmm’
Fixing work started in a swing
Reviewed, published and waited for the application ring.

©Kritika