Category: English Poetry

Exceptions is not the rule, they say

Exceptions have built the medical system today

Exceptions laid the foundation of the progress of science and technology

Especially in Medical equipments.

Exceptions is the new norm

Exceptions is the new standard

So remember

Exceptions can always be given

Exceptions are allowed

There is always room for exceptions

The world has always had to make way for exceptions

 

Belief in God

Belief in Values

Belief in Duties

Belief in Principles

Herein lies true belief

That our ancestors stood for

 

Todays youth

Literate though

More or little

Nevermind that

Uneducated still

Listless wanderers

Lost in useless thoughts

And idle gossip

Live like vagabonds

Proud of some silly

Westernized concepts

Handed down by a tribe

That was orignally pirates in the vast sea

 

The youth today

Believe in no God

Have no Values

Have forgotten Duties

And stand for no Principles

 

They have no morality

They have no credibility

They are lost in themselves

Always having a puzzled look

A slow, unwilling and confused gait

Listless about today

Living in some distant past

Fearing unsettled future.

 

 

 

 

 A poem, I want to write ….!

 

I have been longing…

To write a poem…

A poem, I am unable to write…..!

 

 I have tried it with all my intellect & might

 But for this art, neither intellect nor might seems right.

 

Poetry, it is said, is a spontaneous overflow,

Of powerful emotions;

Of the dormant wonderful hidden inhibitions,

That lies buried in our hearts……

And come alive at moments, we never know about….

 

Our hearts are like great oceans,

Full of immense treasures and creations,

Of everything in abundance,

Pains, pleasures and sensations….

 

I have it all, in my heart, to the full….

But Oh! My God, why is the creativity in me so dull……

 

A poem I want to write,

I do not know, what about?

But I am intensely longing….And am sure…

Some day it will spring up, after all…

A day in my life, I will cherish above all….

 

Please don’t laugh,

For who knows now….

My poem may be an attempt at ‘You’

To tell you, what I have never been able to tell you ….

 

                                        

 

             ” Vishvnand “

by Lady of Fire

It’s been long,it’s been past

I had this thing within my heart
You r the one,You r the one
That’s makes me feel complete

I see the moonlight and I see u,

I see no one as pretty as u,

Your tender touch oh! baby I miss u so much

 

Your smile is so divine,

I just wanna make u mine

just hold me baby,just hold me tonight,

 

I see the moonlight and I see u,

I see no one as pretty as u,

Your tender touch ohh baby I miss u so much

The best efforts are never enough

The best things are yet to happen

The best results are yet to come

The best feelings are rarely expressed

The best thoughts go unnoticed

The best actions are worth a play again

The best words are worth a repeat.

The best happiness is always being searched.

The best often finds abuse, comtempt, spit and spite.

Yet do the best

Best of luck

All the best

 

We dream whole night, we dream all day long,

In the dream we dance or we sing a merry song.

In the dream we play, in the dream We fight,

Everything messes up, then everything becomes alright.

In the dream, we’re almighty, we’ve got no fear,

But the curtain of reality is always sheer.

We have plenty of dreams, but we accomplish very few,

because we are was always afraid, Lest the dreams come true.

When the dreams become so blurred, bizarre,

And the destiny seems so small, yet so far…

When We find ourselves behind the bars,

And we blame it all, to the unlucky stars.

We fear our own dark shadow, chasing us in the night,

But remember shadow is there only when there’s a light.

So build up your strengths and give up your fears,

And dream on till you succeed, in bringing all the cheers.

Then the dream and reality will be so blended in,

That the line between the two will become very thin.

Just a little push, and you’ll cross the line,

After the dark hours, there will be sunshine.

Just rock the night and seize the day,

And live your dreams, as happily, as you may… 🙂

On her lips, she always carries
A joyful gesture, a curvy thing
She speaks less, listen more
And veil, a lot more things within

A dusky girl with her eyes awake,
Looks more real and less fake,
Sometime lost, well it is true
Looks as if, she won’t have a clue

Girls flaunts their beauty,
She flaunts her innocence
Girls seeks for sense of humor
She presents her humorous sense.

A nice human being
A friend so worthy,
A humble girl, who is
less sensitive and more sturdy.

When you hold my hand
When your hairs spread over my face
When your deep ecstatic eye see me
My heart remain no longer with me

When your lips touch my hand
When you put your head on my shoulder
When you whisper in my ear
I feel I am where I should be
I want to spend all my life with you

But now you left me
A long distance is between us
When I realize this, I cry
My feelings get condensed
At this premonition of separation

Perhaps in another world
In another life
We will meet
We will be together again
You will hold my hand again
I believe

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