Dr. Nilesh Roy

 

✒️10 original poems capturing the essence of happiness, life in an Indian metro city, bachelor’s life, married life, and finding joy in small everyday moments.

 

 

 


1. The Pulse of the Metro

(Theme: Life in an Indian Metro City)

The city hums a restless tune,
Under neon lights and silver moon.
Rushing feet and honking horns,
Dreams are woven, lives reborn.

Rickshaws weave through endless lanes,
Footsteps echo on crowded trains.
Voices merge in chai shop talks,
Vendors line the bustling walks.

Traffic snarls, but laughter flies,
Through monsoon drizzles, crimson skies.
Street food scents, a spicy delight,
Samosas crisp, tea burning bright.

Yet, in chaos, moments shine,
A helping hand, a smile benign.
This city breathes in work and play,
Hope rekindles every day.

 


2. The Solitude Symphony

(Theme: Bachelor’s Life)

A one-room world, a broken chair,
A pile of books, a fridge half-bare.
Laundry waits, dishes sleep,
Dreams of grandeur, buried deep.

Nighttime noodles, midnight calls,
Endless scrolling, empty halls.
Late alarms, a frantic race,
Shaving cream on a drowsy face.

Yet, there’s magic, strange and new,
Freedom laced in every view.
No fixed rules, no angry glares,
Just weekend plans and vacant stares.

Some may call this life too lone,
But in its silence, seeds are sown.
For bachelor days, so wild and free,
Are chapters in life’s symphony.

 


3. In the Spaces Between

(Theme: Married Life)

Between the coffee and morning toast,
Between the chores we grumble most,
In silent glances, half-smiled grins,
Love lives where life begins.

Bills to pay, the clock runs fast,
Forgotten dates, but hugs hold past.
Arguments rise, sharp as steel,
Yet laughter finds a way to heal.

Groceries stacked, a shared routine,
Weekends lost in a glowing screen.
Yet, in the storm, a hand to hold,
A love unshaken, shy yet bold.

It’s not the grand, nor poetry bright,
But tiny gestures wrapped in light.
A touch, a sigh, a whispered name,
A life together, a sacred flame.

 


4. Chai in the Rain

(Theme: Finding Happiness in Small Moments)

Raindrops tapping on my sill,
A kettle sings, the air is still.
Steam curls up in scented rings,
As chai unlocks forgotten things.

A gentle breeze, a sigh so sweet,
Barefoot steps on cooling street.
Children laugh, the puddles call,
Monsoon’s magic drenches all.

The world can wait, just for now,
Let the drizzle kiss my brow.
Every sip, a tender song,
Takes me back where I belong.

Happiness, so light, so fleet,
Found in rain and chai’s warm seat.
Not in riches, nor in gold,
But in the simple joys we hold.

 


5. The City’s Midnight Waltz

(Theme: Life in an Indian Metro City)

The city never truly sleeps,
It merely hums, it softly weeps.
Under neon lights that flicker dim,
Dreams are stitched at edges grim.

From crowded trains to coffee queues,
From late-night cabs to skyline views,
The city moves in restless dance,
A heady spell, a fleeting trance.

Yet, even here, a heart can find,
A pocket of peace, a quiet mind.
A roadside poet, an open sky,
A temple bell, a bird’s soft cry.

So, while the city never rests,
In stolen pauses, life is best.
Not in rush, nor blinding gleam,
But in whispers between the scream.

 


6. The Forgotten Balcony

(Theme: Married Life & Finding Joy in Small Things)

Once, it held our morning teas,
Now, a graveyard of memories.
Stacked with boxes, dust, and shoes,
A window lost to daily news.

Until one evening, fingers brushed,
A hesitant smile, the city hushed.
We sat again, the world so wide,
A newfound silence side by side.

Wind played with her loosened hair,
Laughter rose, a moment rare.
No need for words, no grand display,
Just love in pause, in old café.

A lesson learned, a truth so sweet,
Happiness waits in corners neat.
Sometimes love’s not loud or grand,
But a quiet touch, a held-out hand.

 


7. A Bachelor’s Ode to Cooking

(Theme: Bachelor’s Life & Finding Joy in Small Things)

A packet of Maggi, a spoonful of grace,
A kitchen disaster, a flour-dusted face.
Onions weep, but I don’t mind,
A chef in making, fate unkind.

Rice boils over, oil’s too hot,
Charred chapatis? That’s my lot.
Yet in burnt toast and lumpy dough,
A little pride begins to grow.

No one claps, no one cheers,
But in this chaos, joy appears.
For bachelor life, though tough and crude,
Has hidden bliss in home-cooked food.

 


8. Happiness on a Budget

(Theme: Finding Joy in Small Things)

A cutting chai, a roadside stall,
A laughter shared, a late-night call.
A playlist filled with songs so old,
A stolen sunrise, dipped in gold.

Discount sales, free food trials,
Pothole dodging, endless miles.
A ride in autos, wind so bold,
Stories whispered, hands that hold.

Not in riches, nor in grand,
But in small things, happiness stands.
For life’s a melody, wild yet free,
A song of love, for you and me.

 


9. The Local Train’s Tale

(Theme: Life in an Indian Metro City)

Shoulder to shoulder, sweat and dreams,
Metal snakes on city streams.
Vendors yell, newspapers fold,
A million stories, new and old.

A poet writes, a mother sighs,
A vendor bargains, a beggar tries.
A lover waits, her call unanswered,
A student sleeps, a thief unbothered.

Chaos hums in rhythmic din,
Yet hope rides in, thick and thin.
For every station, every bend,
Holds new stories, finds new friends.

 


10. Love in the Age of WiFi

(Theme: Married Life & Modern Love)

Two screens glow in dim-lit haze,
Fingers scroll through endless maze.
Side by side, yet worlds apart,
Typing love, but missing heart.

Yet when the WiFi flickers low,
The silence lets emotions grow.
A glance, a touch, a real embrace,
A moment held in time and space.

Love’s not lost in tech’s embrace,
But found in moments face to face.
For while the world spins fast and free,
True love still craves simplicity.

 


I have divided my work based on specific themes. Click on each set below to read poems based on individual themes.

 

 

All poems are conceived and written by Dr. Nilesh Roy from Mumbai (India).
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