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September 9, 2011

I am not normal like them

by Dev B

(Poem is about a Boy who grown with his ideology. His ideology makes him different from others of his age and generation. Very few says “he is better than other”. Few says “he doesn’t fit in their world”. Most of people says – “he is not a normal boy”. Everyone wants a normal life so is he. He tried to change him self but he failed again and again. Later he accepted it. Might be, he is not a normal boy but for sure he is different. People love him in different way, unfortunately not the way he wanted, may be because … He is not a normal like us..)

I defuse any gossip
,which humiliates other
My thoughts & me..
I refuse to take sip
,which includes liquor
My personality & me..
But the way they stare
,at me and they whisper
I am not a normal boy

He doesn’t stalk like us
He doesn’t talk like us
He doesn’t act like us
He isn’t normal like us

I thought I do wired stuff
But guess I do not
I‘m not a poser
I thought I am a chuff
But guess I am not
They will mutter
“I‘m a loser”
I know they say later
I am not a normal boy

He doesn’t stalk like us
He doesn’t talk like us
He doesn’t act like us
He is not normal like us

I like same music
I like same movie
I don’t stalk like you
I don’t talk like you
I don’t act like you
Even if I am not normal
I am a human like you
But all you see is
I am not a normal boy

He doesn’t stalk like us
He doesn’t talk like us
He doesn’t act like us
He is not normal like us

Love is divine for me and it is business for them
Moral matters for me and it is just verbal for them
Relations matter for me and it is way to success for them.
I say – be useful for them and they say – go and use them;
They have thy philosophy and for benefits, they mold them
I believe in my ideology and even I lose, I stand with them
Even person like me does not love me but they like them.
I am graceful loser for them but they are winner for them.
I’m fool enough to be me but I’m not cool enough to be one of them

Yes I am too loon to be with them.
He doesn’t stalk like us
Yes, I am too anomaly to be with them.
He doesn’t talk like us
Yes, I am too unusual to be with them.
He doesn’t act like us
Yes I am too different to be with them.
He is not normal like us
Yes, I am not a normal

– Dev B

September 8, 2011

(H)er (O)ld (P)ain (E)nriches

by Dev B

(Poem is about a young girl who got married at very young age, went through domestic violence. She came out of marriage, achieved everything a human can dream of. She’s now a winner for the world which stops her to show her wounds and express her pains. She is HOPE for others but Her Old Pain Enriches due to this.)

They lit her
They tore her
They broke her
Her worst pain

She cried
She tried
And She failed
Her unbearable pain

She followed sun
She did the ton
And she won
Her retrograde pain

She wonders
She forgets
And she forgives
Her lost pain

A fay won the fray
Sorrows go away
But wounds still stay
Her irrecoverable pain

She looks bright
She laughs in light
And she cries in night
Her perplexed pain

She lies with pain
She lives with pain
And she dies with pain
Her untold pain

– Dev B

Duffer makes good people Suffer.

September 7, 2011

R.I.P. : (R)est (I)n (P)ain

by Dev B

He liked your every presence
His eyes had sweet silence
He had calm utterance
Why he lost his appearance?

He acted for you as clown
His spirit is now blown
His soul is now drown
Why his heart is thrown?

He never gave you blame
He himself took claim
He is now alone & lame
Why he is loser in this game?

He liked you as divine music.
He was good in love’s basic
He had believe in love’s magic
Why his end is so tragic?

He was with you in love’s wain.
You now take his name as vain
This happened with him again
Why he is left to Rest-In-Pain?

– Dev B

Replacing HE with SHE will make this poem more appealing but matter of the fact is …

Emotions & Pains don’t discriminate on gender.

Man (too) cry  without  (or with) tears in his eye.

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September 5, 2011

Two Lovebirds

by Dev B

I saw two lovebirds in a café.
A Boy with smile on his face.
A Girl with smile on her face.
My phone rang
And I came out due to noise
Girl was now standing beside me
And she was talking on phone
“Me serious and he’s smiling..”
“I don’t wana talk to him..”
“I don’t understand him”
“I don’t gel with him”
“Let it be, I’m leaving him..”
And she left the venue
Boy was still there
& waiting for her return.

I asked “why you’re smiling”
He blushed and asked me
“Have you ever been in love? “
I simled and asked back
“but your girl was in stress?“
“Yes I can see stress & feel her..”
“..but I was not able to hear her”
“I was smiling because…”
“She says my smile makes her happy”
“I just want her presence…
“.so never complained about disturbance.”
“I was crooning her favorite..”
“.. & thinking of our future.”
Boy said this with his genuine  smile.
I too laughed and left the café.

– Dev B

All Above happened with in 15 mins at that cafe.
Boy still comes to café, alone but at same time,
And his smile is fading with every passing time.

September 4, 2011

True love doesn’t have a happy ending

by Dev B

Don’t fall, just rise in love.
If you fall in love then it’s lust.
If you love then Put all your trust,
and never hold on if she goes.
Wish her luck with your smile,
Say goodbye with love this time.
Letting go is true love, every time.
Wait for her in this night’s dark.
If she’s yours, she’ll come back.
Even if she doesn’t look back,
It’ll be not end of your love track.
Love track doesn’t have any length.
Love is in your every breath.
Love will go on after your death.
Love has no reason & no conclusion.
Love has no interval & no climax
True love does have a happy beginning.
True love doesn’t have a happy ending,
Because True love never have an ending

– Dev B

Human heart is full of unresolved dilemmas and complexities, which separates two lovers but if your love is TRUE LOVE then it’ll never end.

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September 3, 2011

Who’ll cry when you die?

by Dev B

When you’ll stop laughing and crying
When you’ll stop listening and talking
When you will stop to live and to die
When you’ll kiss world with final goodbye

Your remembrances will be on cards
Your old photos will be on walls.
Everyone will remember you on that day
Everyone will forget you after few days

When you’ll leave all remembrance
Whose heart will have your memoir forever?
Who will remember when you die?

When dark night will come to never go
When you’ll stop your journey forever
When you’ll sleep to never wakeup
When you’ll not hear your heartbeat

Your death will be news for many
Your funeral will be event for many
Everyone’s tears will come on that day
Everyone’s tears will freeze after few days

When your eyes will dry
Whose heart will cry for you forever?
Who’ll cry when you die?

– Dev B

Stand for what you believe in, even if you have to stand alone because you’ll be remembered for your stand, not by the people for whom you take stand.

August 31, 2011

An Ineffable Experience

by Dev B


I am going through one of the toughest period of my life. It is impacting me physically and emotionally but yesterday was just a normal day. Usual my day was good and evening…. There is some problem between evening and my life. I born in evening and seems evening has a problem with my birth. I was feeling low due to things happened in evening. I reached home around 6PM today.

After that, I started things, which I do normally, aimless palavering with a close friend on net. Chat started well but it turned into a hot discussion. It is all because of my fear to loose good people. Fear is man-killer. Fear forced me to accept that I already lost in my life. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.

The Experience

I closed my laptop and went to sleep at 1 AM. I felt I closed lots of things with laptop. I was thinking about lots of things, specially things which happened recently. I felt a sweet pain near upper chest around 1:30 AM. My mind and heart ignored it, both were busy with something else but it didn’t helped. I couldn’t find comfort with sleeping position so decided to go out from my bed and walk in fresh air. I was in my balcony around 2:30 AM. I felt comfort in fresh rainy wind but this comfort lasted in moments. In the back of my mind and heart, I was thinking about chat and my life. I felt sweating on my face and my arms were feeling very tired and achy. I just took coldest water bottle out of the fridge. I was not thirsty but completed full bottle in one breath. I rushed back to my bed at 2:47 AM and intentionally didn’t switch off lights.

A drop of water came out from my left eye and went down from my face. Many other drops followed same path. Right eye  was not tearing but there was moist in it. I was staring at fan. To comfort myself, I closed my eyes and suddenly from nowhere thousands of faces appeared,  most of them were unknown but felt they must had crossed my life in some way. They were unknown but known faces. I was trying recognized them. I opened my eyes but faces were still there. I was able recognize at least five of them, they were not happy.

I can’t tell you what really it was but I felt someone squeezed my heart and squeezed  till it became weightless. It was unbearable pain. I could feel unusual movement of my  of squeezed and empty heart, It was moving all around and randomly in my left lung. I pressed my heart but my hand was not favoring me. My heartbeat was very slow and it was going down and down. I was not able to move my limbs. It was pin drop silence but I was not able to hear my heart beat. Time was something around 4 AM in clock (I am not sure about right time).

One by one all faces were vanishing. Suddenly everything got painted in black. Don’t know when I stopped feeling pain. All I can see is black and All I can feel is blank. It was heavenly feeling.

I don’t remember what happened after this feeling.


Alarm, which I set on last Sunday night, rang at 6:30 AM. I can still feel a pain near my heart. I closed my eyes and woke up at 8 AM, that too,  because of  a call. I decided to not to go office. I went to temple at 10:00 AM and left temple at 12:30PM.
Now I back to my laptop (my life), with an ineffable experience. I did first thing after coming back is, pinged my friend and said sorry.

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August 27, 2011

He left me speechless

by Dev B

He is fighting to make uncertain certain.
He gets simmer but sparkles delighter.
He confined under green curtain.
His eyes says pain to live lifeless.
I met him & he left me speechless.

He is reading reports; to say it’s in vain.
He is the lightweight fighter.
He has to win a great war to sustain.
His spirit is still fearless.
I met him & he left me speechless.

He is going through unbearable pain.
He still punctuates laughter,
Not once, not twice but again & again.
His smile is real and stainless.
I met him & he left me speechless.

-Dev B

I met my good friend who is a cancer patient. He taught me “how to live lifeless“.
God bless you and get well soon.

August 26, 2011

It was a bright night after a special day.

by Dev B

It was a bright night after a special day.
I knew your life was on shaky ropeway.
Suddenly, I saw light in dark tunnel way.
I asked you to come on love’s expressway.

I was ready to wait till doomsday,
but you threw me on your doorway.
You believe in “my way or highway”.
You didn’t want to hear me anyway.

I was destined to killed by my simplicity,
but you thought I had lots of complexity.
Was it complexities of my simplicity?
Or, Was it innocent love’s complexity?

My mind and soul was in dismay.
You sentenced me to burned brutally,
that too, in fire of your word’s array.
My ashes were left there in ashtray.

My heart says you can’t betray.
My mind says you was in inner affray.
My ashes pray for you everyday.
My soul still loves you and cry.

I’m happy for you but my eyes are rainy.
Even if I want, I can’t cross your way.
You don’t need my presence on your way,
So I gift you my absence all the way.

– Dev B
– Inspired by events of someone’s life story.
– May God bless them. May God be with them
– I’m back to bogging. Thanks to those who wanted me to continue my writing.

August 21, 2011

You lost your words or I lost my hearing

by Dev B

Moments when we met in that summer.
Those sweet moments I still remember.

You asked my story, I asked your story
We talked about roller-coaster journey
It was almost enough to write history
Don’t know when we started our story.

We have numbers of similarities.
It questioned our singularities.

We traveled in emotion’s wain.
Our life had similar stain
We share the bond of pain.
Words were coming as rain.

It seemed God has heard our urge
And our lives started sudden surge

I don’t know what but something’s missing
May be Words, which were dazzling & raining
It formed a big gap, now heart is paining
You lost your words or I lost my hearing.

Better let the things happen naturally.
Believe me silence will break us badly

Where’re those tangible expressions.
Plz come back with communications.
Where’re those invincible passions.
Don’t tell, we don’t have emotions.

Moments when we met in that summer.
Those sweet moments I still remember.

– Dev B
As it happened. Inspired from someone’s life story.