A beauty like you
Is just in a dream.
I felt I was watching
either a movie or a dream.
Rifle Singh Dhurnahdar
Category: English Song
Red chick
Your red cheeks and deep eyes
showed me how my life could be?
While walking on the road,
I felt a fresh breeze.
But yet, I felt the pain of your legs
on my dry throats.
I was ready to do anything
to make you feel safe.
The night brought my lost luck.
But the night and incoming dawn
dwindled my chance to boil my blood,
And took you away from my arms.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Life
So much crying
So much pain
Life is like
Nothing can drain.
Just one failure
makes us fragile in a way
That we just sink
And never come up again.
So many siblings
So many friends
But yet we reject all of them
After losing just one game.
That’s not the way
to live the life.
Lift it like
No one can lift it again.
Lift it like
to inspire the whole clan.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Snow mother
On a summer night
Down on the road
I saw a mother with her children
A wife with her husband
A sister with her brother
A young girl with her lover
And I was alone.
On a windy, rainy day
In the downtown of the city
I met a newlywed couple
On their honeymoon,
My family is on a vacation
To celebrate holidays,
And I was alone.
On a chilled winter day,
there was heavy snow outside.
Inside the house
I was watching Netflix
With snacks and tea.
After the snow, I saw kids playing with mom
making snowman and snowwomen.
While I was making snow mother
As I was alone.
I realized I was in another country.
Rifle Singh Dhurnadhar
Give me a mirror-2
Give me a mirror
Give me a mirror
I thought your kiss meant everything to me.
I thought you were the world for me.
But I was wrong.
I realized my world is within me
My peace is within me
And not outside.
The outside is just a black hole
Not more than this to me.
The dream I saw with you
It was pure, was true.
But now I understand it was not meant for me,
Not meant for us.
I was just a moon
that was Reflecting you and your world.
Now I want to radiant my inner world.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Bumblebee
O Bumblebee
I am not on a tree
Just come to me
And make me horny.
I am not in my twenties
Nor in the thirties too
But the dream is
To be someone’s queen bee.
The desire is still like the first night
The fire is still like a storm in the sky.
But the dream is
To be someone’s queen bee.
Just come to me
And make me horny.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Semi-conservative life
As I see the mirror
After your given marks
I feel to be in your arms
Like tangled DNA.
Our arms and legs having the bond
Like A, T, G, and C
To have a semi-conservative life.
Rifle Singh DHurandhar
Alone in happiness
The dream I have is dying
I cannot do anything to make it survive.
The color of the sky
And the smell in the air
Keep reminding me that
I am not from here.
The enjoyment of technology
And the excitement of advancement in technology
Donot provide any happiness.
It just makes us to forget from where are.
Social medias are increasing
Without any social value.
We are creating jungles of selfie
And not of trees.
We are sharing our happiness
Without involving anyone.
In the last, we are alone in our happiness.
The more I want to go back
The more I am addicted to it.
We shout we are creating a world
But it is pseudo, and virtual.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Lily from a valley
Lily from a valley
Taught me a dance
How to make a move
While a girl is in arms.
With every good move
She gave a kiss as a reward.
At the beach near Santa Monica
She told,
“you can do whatever you want.”
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
Kiss in Mumbai
The girl was going easy
making me crazy.
That night was in Mumbai
we were on the road.
Within a second
she gave a kiss like a storm.
Before that moment
I was devastated and a hopeless man.
She gave the sweetest
shortest-shocking moment
which I desired again.
The long 15 years are like a dry river.
The memory of that night
brings a monsoon with cold breeze and rain.
Rifle Singh Dhurandhar
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