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Terrorism…

A strike against terrorism..

They call it as surgical strike…
The entire Nation rejoicing…the patriotism came alive..
A sooting breeze on the healing soul..
The weeping mother’s…and the souless widows…
Many brave heroes sacrified their life…
Love for the motherland was their highest pride…
Who has gain n who have lost…
The synthesis of it is still unsolved.,.
children waiting for their father to return…
Mother’s reciting them the bravery act..
So many innocent souls are lost… countless dreams left a uncompalised…
Standing on the front…
With love and pride…
Their patrolling makes us live our life’s…
Carved on the wall of fame …they all will ever shine…
Inspiring the youth to love their country with pride…
Let’s celebrate their act….
Let the houses rejoice with joy…
They have become immortal….on the face of the world…
Their sacrifice made us stand together…
No religion..no cast…
No Rehman…no Ram….
The only chant which ecohe’d throughout…
Jai Bharat…Jai Hindustan….

Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple

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Abhinandan…

A warrior with a bleeding soul..

Comes back with pride n hope..

Millions of eyes glued on to you..

A glimpse of yours presence…

Will shake up millions of souls…

A warrior who stood tall and high…

Amongst the enemies

His spirit was bright…

Splendid act of bravery and pride….

Even the Himalayan ranges can’t match its height…

You stood tall to your values and upbringing..

No wonder why a mother is worshipped world wide.

A warrior with a bleeding nose…

Scares speaks about the tales untold..

The agony and the stress…

All buried deep within thy self…

You are the epitome of bravery and patriotism..

Millions of youths will follow you forever …

You made the Nation proud..

With your courage and truth….

Your story of bravery will be recited every year…

In the history of the nation Ur name will be carved in gold..

A warrior with a bleeding nose taught us million things ..

The spirit that was sunken rose up with zeast and pride…

A warrior who stood strong like a stone…

A bleeding nose and the pain untold….

Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple

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Gratitude..

Let not the sacrifice of heros go waste..

Let’s unite together and stand tall and brave…
The life’s that are lost…
Have unaccomplished dreams..
A dream of happiness n peaceful country to live in…
Let not any religious border keep us aloof…
Let not any temptations Break us down…
The life of heros should not be wasted…
Becoz of their bravery Our life has sustain…
The weeping mother’s…The helpless widows…
The innocent children’s…
All of them have lost their soul…
Let not their sacrifice fade with tine..
Let not their dreams remain unaccomplished…
Let not their spirit die in grave..
Let’s all of us hold on their burning flame…
A flame of spirit..A flame of patriotism..
A flame of gratitude..A flame of brotherhood..
A flame of bravery…
A flame of unity is what we all need around..
Let Ram and Rahim settle down under one crown…
Let the colours of religion binds us together..
Let us all clad with the spirit of unity and freedom…
Let not the sacrifice of heros go waste..
Let stand together dignity pride and grace..
Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple
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Chatrapati Sambhaji Maharaj..

What we are today is because of him..

An incarnation of Shiva that’s what he is…
A warrior who was like a flashing light...
A saviour who brought back the innocent smile..
A Ferocious like a lion…
As Tackful like a hyena...
Caring like a mother….
Brother to every fellow soldier….
Master of twelve languages…
A poet with par excellence…
A son which every father would long for….
A blessing in a disguise…
A brave lion with an innocent soul…
An excellent administrator…
A king who lived in every heart…
A zeal for freedom for every citizen…
A place where everybody would dual together….
A vision to clad the country with freedom…
That’s was his only dream and vision…
No body could match his caliber…
His gorilla tactics reached far beyond the horizon….
He brought back the spirit of freedom…
Self-respect which was buried was fructify into every individual…
The brotherhood and the patriotism…
Was embedded in every soul….
A king who was truthful to every principles….
An epitome of excellent upbringing and culture…
Brave enough to speak the truth…
Who stood tall against all evils and untruth ..
Brave enough to punish his mother…
Nothing was important than

motherland’s freedom…

A king far ahead of time..
Centuries have not seen a soul like…
Centuries have passed by…
Freedom has been achieved…
The moral and self-respect is all embedded deep within…
Generation after generation we bow down upon him…
Ages have passed….
Stories have been recited….
As if it all happen in a day or so…
Enemies even bow down upon his death…
His capture was planned by few coward traitors..
The dogs barks at the caged lion…
What else one can expect from envious souls…
Beard the pain….uphold the torture..
No where in the history had it every occured…
The trauma and the pain
With the up right head…
Not a word or mourning
Was his X factor…..
Enemies longed to see his cry..
To bow down n to plead for life…
The expectations died in their heart….
Tall stood the brave- hearted lion with courage and paitence….
Jagdamb jagdamb roared the king….
Till his tongue was slit down deep….
That was my king, the true son of God.
My saviours who made centuries feel proud. …
The name itself brings about the goosebumps all around…
Chatrapati Sambhau Maharaj…
Echoes the Shayadri even today…
Listen to the breeze it still says Har Har Mahadev….
The valley and the rivers still fell his presence…
Every corner of the country feels his vibes….
No king has every acquired such status….
Nobody can’t even reach upto his attire…
What else can be our gratitude to him…
Then to follow every principles laid down by him….
That’s would be our love and respect to the King…..
which made millions of us live with Pride and honour ..
Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple
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A journey of million steps…

A journey of million steps..

Starts with expectations n dreams.. A dreams of thousand springs…

Radiating happiness n blooming springs…

It’s sound so real thought unrealistic.

.Blooming spring ends up with harsh summer…

A thundering rainy evenings ends into chilling winter…
We walk down still with hope and expectations…

A journey of millions steps…

With brushies n pain…Bleeding heart and smile on face…

The innocence far lost behind…

The Happiness is yet a dream..

The burden of responsibilities..Adding up with every step…

A journey of millions steps…

Accompanied by companion at every few hundred metres…

The moment we try to bind…
The unwinding beings to set it..

.Few leave us on the way half way…

Few creates hurdle on the way…

Few longs to see our journey done well.

.Few hopes that we fall n die on the trail…

A journey of millions steps..All what we start all alone…

All that we have to finish all alone…

The clusters of experiences..A bag full of do and don’ts..

A thousand scars of lesson learned….A bleeding soul with little hope...

Wrinkled face with tells about the journey trolled…

A journey of million steps..All alone all alone….

Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple

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Love…

Love is a emotion in the living human soul..

Thats what a dictionary defines it most of the time..
Love is a reaction to every shown action…
It’s a twinkle in the eye..
Which is rooted in the mind…
Eyes always reviels the truth…
It pierces the heart and reaches up to the soul…
What we all need is a shoulder to rest..
To ease our pain and to rejuvenate again…
To rest within the warmth of love..
That’s all every soul deserves the most….
Love is not just sharing of bed..
It’s sharing of emotions and reading the unsaid words..
Understanding the mind and interpretation of act…
The reward is the smile
that arises from the budding heart all the while….
Love cannot sustain in the cage of possession..
Set it free let it breathe for a while..
The longer it wanders..
The earlier it would come back….
Never hold it tight…
It would die a premature death..
Love is what defines Us all…
It’s a emotion for which we long….
Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple
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Lost in time….

Lost all the moments I was ever longing for…

The moment when u would Frist smile looking at me…
The moment when u would sleep calmly on my shoulder…
The moment when u would want to hug me tight…
The moment to dress u up my love…
The moment to bath u my soul….
The moment to rest besides you in the chilled winter eveng. .
The moment to sunbask with u in the early morning….
The moment to take a sip from your glass of milk..
The moment to eat from your dish..
The moment to tell you stories of King n queens..
The moment to cuddle you till you mind doesn’t spring..
To hug you n comfort you
In the rainy cloudy night..
The moment to see you smiling in your dreams…
The moment to kiss you before leaving for office.
The moment to see you at the door step when I arrive…
The moment to lie lazy in the bath tub.
The moment to play with petals to welcome the spring..
The moment to hear you utter words..
The moment to search for my identity in you…
The moments to emote the stories and laugh along with u…
The moment to empathy your pain and to be with u..
The moment to see you take the first step ahead..
The moment to hold your hand n make you dance with grace.
The moment to read your eyes..
The moment to fulfil Ur unsaid wishes..
The moment to see my princess growing stages. ..
The moment to see a father feeling proud…
Lost all moments I was ever longing for…
Life have deserted me..Ripped my soul apart..
Which years can never bind…
Living every moment thinking about u…
The agony and the pain…
Is drifting me away from life. ..
Remember your father who was a innocent soul…
He couldn’t understand the cunning behaviour of the people around…
His emotions were trashed
He was hurt where it hurted him the most….
Nothing to say nobody to blame…
What I have lost perhaps is what destiny has instored in my faith….
Remember your father who was v true to his words..
Fakeness and lies he hated it the most..
A man of principal and rightfulness…
Full of emotions with love n grace…
Try to understand your father through peoms…
Try not to misunderstand his love n devotion….
All what he wanted was to be with you…
His emotions were considered for his weakness which was so untrue..
It was your father’s heart burning that lite every diyas of Diwali throughout the globe..
Lost all moments he had always longed for…
Living just because the death is away for a while…
Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple
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Rain…

Pearly drop of water…

Traveling million miles…
Racing against every odd..
Desperate to embrace the soil…
Forgetting the journey and agony in its path….
knowing its faith it would break down in the flight…
The moment it crushes down…
It’s disintegrates into thousand pieces….
The pain is masked with the fragrance that is let out….
Some are fortunate enough to land in the oyster mouth…
Days later to end-up into a Snowy pearl…
Few end up into the open blossoms…
To end up becoming a sweet nectar…
Few ends up landing into a sewage can..
To end up becoming a part of decomposing can..
Few quence the thirst of thirsty soil…
To enrich it with the fluid of life…
Every drop has its own faith…
Nobody knows where will each on land…
The love and compassion is same in every drop…
What would be the end each one knows it all…
Still the journey is carried out with faith..
To reach the soil and it disintegrate
Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple..
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