Her home address


Hey Galib, what have you been writing
on her beauty?
Whatever it it, it is about my heart.
The whole world know my pain
and the reason of it.
However, only you are writing the cure of it.
Hey Galib, which path should I choose,
I dont know?
Because, on each path,
you have been writing her home address.

RSD

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

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

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

Future and Past


I can imagine 2050.
But I can not imagine 1050
by reading books of history.

I can imagine technology,
environment, social issues, media in 2050.
But I can not imagine these things in ancient times.

We have lost the proportionality
between the future and the past.

I can imagine family,
children, responsibility in 2050.
But I can not imagine family responsibility in 1050.

We have reduced the diagonal of a picture frame
disproportionate between the present and the past.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

We are hotties


Hey guys, you are naughty
We are hotties
Let’s hang together
And make some parties.
You could cook
And we would shake our booties.

We are from the south
And we want some mouth
To grasp fresh air
Without doing any jogging.

We don’t have any dream
So no strings
Just hang together
And make some parties.
You could cook
And we would shake our booties.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Honey, I want to see


Let me be your darling
And wish you
Good morning.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

I cannot wait
Till the summer
To make our story
Hot and bouncing.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

Let’s go to jogging
You would be on my left side
And I would be on your right side.
Together, we will do
Things that are sweet and steaming.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar