An unheard call - Poem

I am afraid 
will you help me?

     I am in this space 
     will you seek me?

          I dragged by danger
          did you hear me?

               I keep asking myself 
               why me; why me?

                    lurking, puking
                    did anyone care for me?

                         I get no breathing
                         get me some lime

wake me, take me
from this storming time
-
-
my soaking eyes, shivering hands
HELP me please, my mind getting stabbed

save me! save me!
                    I SHOUT          

By 
Akshay Gupta

Tags: English, Poem, An unheard call 

Kite - Poem

Poping-out through the casement

a notion comes into my mind

reverie occurred, while watching it freely flying

signifying free rein

across this immense skyline

but as being clutch by its nurturer

like very us by our almighty god

ideating if flown too high

he tracks us down

and buoy ups too

while going steep down

maybe we see our elbow grease but

its was only him who foster us to drive by

As the wind is our guardian angels 

who drift us making the route to pass by

they lend us their favor waving sign

so that we can fly, fly, and fly.

By

Akshay Gupta

Tags: Kite, English, Poem 

Mirror - Poem

               

         I reflect only trueness

           don't decorate me with lies

             so just heed me

               what I apprise          

        I can hear your inner thought and beliefs

          so do have faith in me

                      if you have any question then avow me

                        I will never ever deny

 MIRROR

                        but yes with some patience 

                      as I change myself
                     only with a continuous try 

                   greet me as if your own self with, please 

       don't seed me with fake prize

     the vibes come from inside you

  reflect your perception in me

          if life becomes amiss, don't cry

        as my emotion attached by you, I imply 

                   

By

Akshay Gupta 

Tags: English, Mirror, Poem

माँ - कविता

माँ

तू सबसे नियारी है   

मेरी प्यारी है

कितना ध्यान रखती है सबका

पर एक बात बता माँ

तुझे हमारी मन की बात कैसे पता चल जाती है

मे कितना सताता हु फिर भी एक ही पल में माफ़ करदेती है

इसलिए मुझे तू सबसे प्यारी है

जैसे फूलो की कियारी है 

कवी 

अक्षय गुप्ता

Tags: Hindi, कविता, Mother, माँ

Calendar - Poem

Sweet fanny Adams is ephemeral

incessant is deception

Yes,

you can call your life "definition"

inhering quality of the transition

mirroring your "past, present, and future"

would you like to do any of my appreciation?

Ah, I see 

don't tell me, you haven't recognized me?

I am your calendar 

your day's calculator

I keep you arouse daily with your priorities

Remember Mr.?

Hey, don't make that dazing face!

I emphase,

and you can't fix me, 

as I swift myself on and on

so don't tell me ever to stay 

But you know what

I pronounce myself, "your patron"

sometimes my dates, not choice you but

sometimes, I become great

in your deemed estate

Now mark me with your highlighter

I will keep update you 

with your work brother

"your devotee calendar"

By

Akshay Gupta

Tags: English, Poem, Calendar

Poetry - Poem

Astounding words and phrases give me life

imputing me with the feeling of poet vibes

I am very thankful to those

who seeds me, grows me

and bring me into this esthetic limelight

some sentiments flow out of glee

and some are basically, a plea

I am very thankful to those

who decors me with all their heart and warmth

is just startling like a scintillating sea

poet's cap of thinking is like an endless ocean

where the viewer can dive with limitless motion

I am very thankful to those 

who gives me style with new meaning and semblance

always make me stand with all beliefs and emotions.

connecting society with cognition
like an ineffable appearance in the elucidation
I am very thankful to those 
who brings immersion and gaiety to many
in their very genial composition.

By
Akshay Gupta

Tags: English, Poem, Poetry

Heaven - Poem

Heaven is overhead 

having an invisible staircase

it will only come into sight

when we do righteous things with grace

worship your soul with probity

and ecstasy will lay hold of

meeting the state of serenity

unfolding your life path thereof

it's not an easy path to go with

required lot of efforts and sacrifices

you have to be wholeheartedly devotee

with no "tag prices"

By
Akshay Gupta

Tags: English, Poem, Heaven