Laya Bajpai Poems

I'm standing at the crossroads of life
Dithering between moving forward or staying rooted to a spot.
Looking fondly at the past.
The past that holds myriad emotions
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Your mesmerizing smile
warms me from within
It is soft as it spreads all across your face
And makes your face glow with warmth
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When is life at its best?

Is it a journey or a conquest?
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There's smoke in the air
I walk stupefied;
For, I just witnessed a horrendous sight.
A thin, weakling child, clinging to an equally young mother.
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My first kiss was like a rod pushed inside my mouth
I was filled with revulsion
All that saliva pouring into my mouth
He told me
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Once you are finished
There is no looking back
The only way out is forward
There is no dithering from here
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As I stand there I feel a shadow walking out of me
Is it me or is it someone else in bright red lipstick?
I stare watching my shadow do her frolics
Is it me or someone else doing the antics?
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What do I look for in life?
Tender talks, tender moments, warm embraces, friendly talks
Why do these simple things elude me?
Are they too much to ask?
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While treading the roads of life,
What is the throwback...
Happy, joyous, enticing experiences
Filled with joie de vivre
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Ah! Womenfolk, the enigmatic inhabitants of this world.
Many a poet has spent his pen in unraveling this enigma.
Are they truly enigmatic characters?
Or are they humans of flesh and blood?
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