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You dated him just because you liked the way he flirted with you. The expensive gifts, the long drives and the different life! But how long!!! You did not think about it. Love is not an object that you will replace it. Flirting and loving are two opposite poles. When you got bored you blamed him that he used you but My Dear he did what you let him do. One should know how to draw a line. Mere blaming is not the solution.

You know where does the problem lie? It lies in the struggle to prove the superiority.  If we can not be equal, we should not indulge in blame gaming all the time. Asserting the superiority of Patriarchy or matriarchy cannot be the solutions. I have seen many men practising the emotional and humane aspects of life and I have seen many women with regressive claims about life and sexuality. Being vocal and having a space to form a dialogue are the needs of the hour. I have seen many young females voicing their urge for their individuality. How pathetic we become when we feed them illusion and false show! How complete this world is when we have all human beings expressing them to the core without any futile categories or judgements! I am what I am. You are what you are. Why can't we accept this fact if it does not interrupt our living? But we teach falsity that it is important to be "I should be according to what pleases others" and "You should be according to what ple...

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At the age of twenty, only some youngsters have such a clarity of thought and sensitive understanding of life. Darshan is one of them. Many many wishes to him who will be a great poet one day! sharing one of his poems: एक एक है क्षण कीमती जिंदगी का बता आखिर में, बुझता कौन नहीं जब कूद पड़ा है तो पूरा दम लगा जंग है ये, यहाँ झुझता कौन नही वक़्त है ये जब तू एक हीरा सा सिमट जा घिसते कोयले के अल्फाज सुनता यहाँ कोई नही हाथ तीर कमान लिए कूदे तो सब हैं यहां बिना अर्जुन हुए तीरंदाज जीतता कोई नही तपा खुद को दिन रात, निकल आ स्वर्ण सा जब तक पहचान न हो पूछता यहाँ कोई नही कर खुद को बुलंद इतना, तू चले तो तूफ़ान उठे जब तक तू तूफान न उठे पूछता यहाँ....... You can read him more at http://singh1789.blogspot.com/?m=1

Sahil, another student of English Hons (first year) wrote a brilliant poem in his first attempt. Teaching John Donne and such a poem at the end tells the metaphysical poetry touched the cords: Why? Why you abhorred me like that And realm of my heart whacked with your cacophony. Does a pall of gloom descends upon your feelings, Leaving our love in an ordeal and debarring us from That Heavenly Abode of love. Is it my bashful and naive heart that can not Emanates its feelings to the mouth? Nobody can understand my flawless love's ideation which amalgamate my selfless-ness and devotion for you, That rejuvenate my soul. A few moments or the whole, All I want to live and die with you.

Who teaches children to grow as rapists murderers   Cynic liars Not family ? Not society? Not any system? But dont kids become constructs of indifference   after they turn 7 or 8 With the indirect training   The insult and fights in the houses With the abusive language they gradually receive the signals in minds   Of the disrespect for others   Of the casual attitude that is deemed funky By the time they become teens Watching a porn or passing a vulgar comment is a common scene they are bound to encounter Perhaps parents are busy in earning and creating a comfortable life for their children   The time when the teenagers are on the surge   Nobody bothers to talk to them And then they dont bother   They dont give a damn With the lovers or the beloveds   See the changing scenario For some   Alcohol is now a new sign of being modern   Getting physical at a small acquaintance is now an argument for ...

Five of my latest poems got published in the online magazine Literary Yard https://literaryyard.com/2018/08/27/love-and-other-poems-by-jimmy-sharma/