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Anvi Tuteja, Poems, Validation

Peace No Longer Far Apart

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Presenting the latest poem from VALIDATION, life is lyrical irony:

–Read Peace No Longer Far Apart now, at Anvi’s Thoughts Caught–

(TW: IMPLIED SUICIDE)

i’m in Arizona, dreaming about who I used to be,

lonely dreamer; searching for something worth fighting for; in this economy,

depressing feelings; urging me to go yell at the world; demanding to be heard, to have a vote,

climactic moments; standing here at the cliff; hoping to hear the ‘don’t’ and the rights returned,

plunging heat; crushing my soul and giving me more reasons why; not solutions in sight,

impatient headstrong; beautiful visions pulling me to the edge; world without boundaries; love is just you (all) and me,

anxious tears; falling wind; life monitor flatlines; wishing for better healthcare; heart rate falls,

smiling face; crushed body; hands folded in a heart; gone to the world – Peace No Longer Far Apart.

ANVI TUTEJA

immovable’s release date is Monday, 12.04.2023
Read more from VALIDATION at Anvi’s Thoughts Caught.

Musical inspiration – hoax from Taylor Swift’s folklore

Similar poems include:
– broken dreams and tried strings, the wandering poet
– Evly, The Evil Queen, Reputation
– Swan Song (short story), Rebellion, Incandescence
– Right Here, Forevermore
– Falling, Validation
– purple flowers, astronomy I

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Presenting VALIDATION

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I’m elated to share that the oft-teased collection, VALIDATION, is finally here! 15 weeks, and 150 days, after turning 15, I present 15 poems that represent moments in the past year where I’ve felt deep love, sorrow, grief or desire.

These poems truly reinforce the mantra of life’s lyrical irony. Such chaos and sleeplessness is best captured through emotive poetry, relatable for all, young or old. Closely related to its sister collection, Reputation, these poems aim to inspire thought, introspection, rebellion and intrinsic emotions.

Thus, here I present the track list for VALIDATION:

track list

Album cover:

First poem from VALIDATION, Falling comes out Friday, 25th November 2022.

Album covers for every poem:

Signing off,

Anvi Tuteja

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Meet me at Midnight…

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Dare I say VALIDATION is coming soon?

remembering old vows

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Coming Soon: Falling

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Coming Soon: Falling, the first in the latest collection by Anvi Tuteja – Validation, life is ironically lyrical.

The world tells me, I picked my poison and it’s you,
And yet I never even knew what I was being thrown into.
ANVI TUTEJA

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SEVEN TIMES: that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you – OVER AGAIN

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Reputation Presents SEVEN TIMES
that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you
OVER AGAIN

SEVEN TIMES
that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you
OVER AGAIN
seven times stylized
seven times stylized

I’ve fallen hard, fallen fast,
fallen so hard that there’s no coming back,
no, there’s no coming back…

And maybe I don’t want there to be one either,
baby, baby, for your maybe, I’d stay here waiting for forever,
waiting here for forever…

I’d bring home the stars, if you only asked me to,
I’d drive the blade in deeper, as long as holding the knife was you,
holding the knife was you…

I’d die a thousand deaths, I’d live a thousand lives,
as long as you were the one, always by my side,
standing by my side, through it all…

And maybe it could work out, for you and me,
no longer two sides of a broken life, someday you’ll see,
I promise, someday you’ll see…

I remember the story, the farce that we told the world,
but baby, when did we start believing in it ourselves?
believing in it ourselves?

When did we start giving up, [falling] for the lies that they entailed?
a whole world, waiting for you and me,
just waiting to be seen…

ANVI TUTEJA

Anvi Tuteja, the real me, the wandering poet

freedom

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freedom is a lie
what does it mean
to be free?

for we are all meant to
find the thing we are meant to
do, in this life
in this plane of existence
you all at least owe me that much

after all the trysts, quests and
unyielding searches
do not i, too, deserve a chance
to live? live a life that is free
or at the very least – an imitation of freedom?

in these restless binds
here i lie chained
laying in waste in your controlling hate

i don’t even know
what you want from me
sometimes i just don’t understand
if i could ever live up to
your unreal domineering shadow

and i wish with all my heart
that my dreams, that my visions
remain forever mine
and true; for if real life fails me
yet again; i still have my reality

don’t they see that freedom
is just a lie; because like happiness
it’ll come to bite you back

pain has consumed them
loss has consumed you
fear once consumed me
but i’m done letting thralldom hold me back
i’ve got a new path – vengeance

call me misguided
call me a cheat
call me an outcast
but trust me, this is know is true
freedom is greater my own…

i wish i had just 20 seconds
of love/of light/of lapse
60 seconds, a mere minute, of life

ANVI TUTEJA
I Wish This Wasn’t The End…

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broken dreams and tried strings

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do the fallen raindrops symbolize the tears,
as broken dreams and tried strings weave,
themselves into, just another dead end,
and the letters and window frames get blown away,
into the wind, the sea, the sky where the stars embrace,

and i see the rain on the roof, crash down with a vengeance,
perhaps another wronged soul, making their peace,
with a fallen foe, a broken path and the cracked windows,
they’re making a mistake now, after the red has passed,
after the storm has broken, after the sky has fallen,

who am i? who would i be? just a person in a sea of others,
can you hear my voice, from down here in the crowds,
could i be noticed? even if my me is merely mediocre,
i don’t play a good part, i play them all off, rather badly,
and they say, all the usual things, the empty motivation,

perhaps the caffeine caused energy and the words whispered in the wind,
were merely a placeholder, for something more, the song in my soul,
the humming of pulses, the beats of the heart,
is my song, just a tune? is my life, just a page? and is the totality of me,
just a half, unwhole sum that equates to nothing; am i holding on to these threads? to these memories?

but everyday i’ll try to pick up all the pieces,
all the memories they somehow never leave me,
and my tears dry up, and the rain don’t stop,
and it’s the calm before the storm because the sky is laughing,
and the flashes of light become the last i’ll ever see,

or so it seems? who am i but the person they want me to be?
and soon, all that’s left of us, is brick and bone and heart and stone,
i become how i am remembered, a monster, a story untold,
you recorded all my mistakes, the worst of me, and called it the story of my life,
but i was so much more than how you saw me, my life was more than a cautionary tale; you told your children at night,

and now it is the end, the end of an era, an era that lasted an eternity,
i was more than a changed mind; and the torn pages of my memoirs,
where is my happily ever after? it’s never coming cause i didn’t even have a what if?
my tragic truths, my lost backlog of dreams and how they were taken all from me,
do you deny me a right to be remembered? because i fear this is how i’ll be censored…
ANVI TUTEJA

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Evly, The Evil Queen

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Presenting, the latest in Reputation –
Evly, The Evil Queen

Presenting – the latest in Reputation – Evly, The Evil Queen

People tend to be creative,
When they’re condemning others,
Short and crisp, yet variably interpretive,
Not meant to be, just one among another,

They called me, The Evil Queen,
They called me special, they thought I was different,
But lying in wait, silently seen and unseen,
And I realised they said the same, to everyone sent,

No one knows, the face behind curtain,
Nobody cares about the face behind the veil,
And as I tread into the uncertain,
The void caved in and they said my soul was for sale,

But I was between the devil and the deep sea, (cover)
Quietly disapproving, as if their looks could kill,
And if they could, I would be dead a thousand times over,
And now its midnight, but not quite, and the world is still,

Waiting to see my reaction, Pleading to see my refraction,
And they lie in wait, not to harm but to hurt me,
And that’s the true punishment, my return from my investment,
All I get is another sneer that chips my heart, too far to see,

I was the bond, the glue, the solvent that saved the kingdom,
And because I wanted more, I was no longer Daddy’s Good Little Girl,
And they said, I killed the King, but I just wanted my very own Queendom,
And through the cracks in the mirror, the opened doors, I saw the secrets unfurl,

And I brought the truth to light, the blames that they pinned on me,
Yet it was not enough, and I became the Queen who could not leave,
They brought their pitchforks, their fires and their deepest sees,
But at least, I know now, I will finally be a symbol of peace.
ANVI TUTEJA

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Tell Me What To Be

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Presenting – the latest in Reputation – Tell Me What to Be

Presenting – Tell Me What to Be

There is a drag in my soul, listless,
I am at the end of a winding road, endless,
They tell me what to be,
And they end up crossing me,
In the dead of night, when the world sleeps,

The only friend I have left,
Is one not worth having, (correct),
I ask them, “Tell me what to do.”
But they don’t have time to,
And then I hear them laughing as I weep,

And I try to be selfless,
But they take advantage of my rest,
And I’m left alone with no value,
Because it was me who undervalued,
All of myself and all of my own worth,

But now I know better, saw the cracks in the mirror,
I thought I was a failure, someone else’s actor,
But it turns out they were pulling the string b’hind the curtain,
Now I’m stronger, or at least I’ll be, of that I am certain,
Because I know now, life isn’t based on money, honour or birth.
ANVI TUTEJA

#reputation!, Anvi Tuteja, Poems

Time Doesn’t Only Heal Wounds…

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Presenting – the latest in Reputation – Time Doesn’t Only Heal Wounds…

Presenting – Time Causes Wounds I

A childhood friend, who moved away,
A golden chain, which fell astray,
The Last Hour, which was far too short,
The Palm Tree, unnoticed in a hotel resort,

A happy childhood is worth far more,
Than all the gold, The dream door,
I wonder if I forget, these memories in the making,
Am I losing out on these moments I’m living?

The bubbling innocence, that stayed the race,
A darling dress, with the buttons out of place,
The marked doorjamb, with height – enlist,
The training wheels, that sort of disappeared into the mist,

However, it all faded away, they say – you’re older now,
But what if I don’t want to forget these, if time allows,
They say, Time heals all wounds, but I don’t think that’s the case,
Because, otherwise, it’s just a bittersweet never-ending race,

The fish in the bowl, which I fed each day,
The old cocktail glasses, whose remains on the floor lay,
The antique watches, that stopped their ticking,
The neighbourhood dog, who all night kept barking,

These moments I am living, maybe dreams that I’m crushing,
Because I miss them, I miss you, in the growing-up rushing,
I can’t let these things slip, out of my mind,
Because if it’s true, I don’t want to heal the wounds, that remind…

PART 2 Coming Soon…