Lokesh Umak

Lokeish Umak

When your dream is about to wake, it ends with leaving strong emotions on the early morning brain and generally, when you want to achieve the goal, you have to go through many such emotions. There is no difference in feeling them.

Lokesh Umak

Selected Poems by Lokeish Umak

Lokeish Umak

Selected poems by Lokesh Umak. Lokesh is an Indian writer, he publishes his reading experiences through writings on his blog, i'mBiking. These poems are free to read and reuse with citation including author's name blog link (about me link).

Poems by Lokesh Umak

Grandmother and Girl

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“Where are you going my sweetheart” 
Grandmother said with big smile blinks eyes twice 
“Just going to hang out with my dear friends” girl lies 
“Be careful! Girls rather fall in love at this age”. 
“I'm so acquainted with such life phase” she gave hugged and said.
“I, too, feel fall in love at this age” G' mother said
“Don't worry just tell me when! I will introduce a guy of young age… Hehehe”. 
“You are the queen of big fame, guys would definitely fall for you without shame” Grandmother kissed her cheek 
“But I'm afraid of broken heart women more” G' mother looked at her 
“Few days left. Just enjoy that's my question. What you're worrying about”. 
“You are diamond shines at night” G' mother said 
“You are too pure gold always glitters in the day without sunlight” both started dancing.

The Real Freedom Fighter

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Thousands of salute to the tricolour 
 Hats off to Braveheart warriors… 
 Lost their prideful soul for their occupation 
 Die with a smile leaving behind on territory corridor… 
 Work was enjoyed full not always but sometimes threaten, 
 Carrying loads on an empty stomach for miles it was written. 
 Phone, messaging and romance was not their job, 
 Roaming over thousands of nights in the fog. 
 Letter of love, affection, care with bless 
 used to come a time in the year of their loved one with little fear, 
 Nobody care and no matters what they eat and wear. 
 Heart of family pounds when news comes around, 
 Makes throats dry and sore, tears in eyes pour surround. 
 Just a salute, is nothing for them, 
 A day of the year needs to be celebrated for their fame. 
 JaiHind!!!

The First Time On the Beach

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It was the first time hearing
 A beech sound pleasuring me
 We had travelled distance long miles
 On that day I had bad intestine.
  We had five hours of journey
 Covered almost 150 km
 In three stopped by mini-bus
 with my office-mate
 People were so much funny
 We had hired a house in a village
 Slept tired after eating local tasty veg
 Sleep was so calm
 First time I had slept in the yard
 I didn’t need a piece of music for sleep
 Ocean sound took me quickly to a dream deep
 Early morning tide woke me fresh
 I turned and saw a huge sea
 Coconut trees had beautifully dressed
 Without brush and without tea
 In my short, half nude like a horse, I flee
 Necked legs had the first time ran on the shore
 Those had the only experience away from the office concrete floors
 Salty water splashed on, and upon the thighs
 We couldn’t resist and jump into the sea like splattered dice
 We enjoyed till afternoon, had seafood
 While return, we took strawberries
 And fought with a shopkeeper, like a dog rude