Born in Lucknow, capital of Uttar Pradesh (one of the biggest states in India) , spent 24 years of life there..moving out of the city to Mysore, then to Pune and currently residing in Mumbai.
A Technocrat by profession and a writer from heart. more »
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Anshul Srivastava Poems
Sometimes you want to let your heart out, You want to speak out what you have stored in, But the moment you open your mouth, You don't find your thought in your voice,
Fear Of Death
I don't know where I have been, I don't know what i have done, Only a sense of deja vu hunts me, A feeling of anxiety lingers in my heart.
They used to say that the city doesn't sleep, It didn't sleep for last 3 nights and days, They used to say life here is extravagant, Never knew that death would be an international event,
“It has big hairs and big teeth’s, It is taller then the trees in courtyard”, My grandmother used to tell, And I used to wonder where,
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Sometimes you want to let your heart out,
You want to speak out what you have stored in,
But the moment you open your mouth,
You don't find your thought in your voice,
It leaves you behind midway, making you dumb as always.
Someday you want to spread the wings you have,
To fly away as far as you can, as far away as they can take you,
You dream of flying to some place of your dream, may be the heaven,
But when you try to fly you don't find your wings anymore,
They have been blown away by winds of reality leaving you wingless as always.