Different love
And life dear.
See something
New and unusual
And live with
All happiness.
Who knows who
And when all
Of a sudden would
Not be there
Today or tomorrow.
But love,
Love is the fact
Love is the reality
With no notoriety.
Similar Posts
Brute you are
From my sight.Still, time isAvailable with you,Catch the truth.See yourselfAnd mend your mind.Life is a bubbleEnjoy with loveSo long as you areHerewith me.Here I am,A human being.
ତେରରୁ ସାତ
ତେରରୁ ସାତ ଗଲାପରେରହିଲା ଯାହା ମାରିନେଲାସବୁ ରାହୁଳ ଦ୍ରାବିଡ।ପଡିଲା ନି ଆଉକାହା ଭାଗରେ କିଛି।ହୋଇଗଲା ଫେଲସବୁ ହଟଚମଟ।ଖୁବଖୁସ୍ ରାଜ୍ୟରେପଡିଗଲା ଚହଳକିଏ ସେ ଯିଏ ସତକୁ ସତଜିଣିଲା ସବୁ ରାକ୍ଷସ।କୋକୁଆ ରଚିଲା କୋରୋନା,ନା ନା ଆଉ ଅଧିକରେଫାଏଦା ନାଇଁ ନନା।ତପୋବନ,ଟିଟିଲାଗଡ, ବଲାଙ୍ଗିର04/03/2020
Is the lion dead?
No effect.Carefully I have doneSo many things.Am I beating a dead horse?You are calculating andTelling me a madman.No one is comingTo his senses.why? what is the reason?I am the poet hereAnd I am tellingThe very purpose, butAll are floating onThe waves of the ocean.
Whenever I walk
I talk to you,And I findYou are thereEver ready to helpAnd to coordinateAll in all matters.Who you are,Where you are,What is your form,What is your name,All that haveMatter little.
Faith and love –
Go with both.I know fog disappearsAt the glimpse of sunlight.The secret of successIs with one who isFree from fear.
ଟିକିଏ ଦେଖେଁ
ରହ, ଦେଖେଁ ଟିକିଏ।ଟିକିଏ ଦେଖେଁଆଉ ଝାଡେଁ ଡେଣାରହ ସ୍ଥିର, କିଛି କହ ନା।ବିଶ୍ୱାସ କର,ଏଠି ଫୁଲର ଭାଉହେବ ନି ତଉଲ କରି।ସୁପ୍ତ ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟ ବିଦେଖାଏ କରାମତିବେଳଅବେଳରେ।କଳା ଧଳାରେଯାହା ନାହିଁରଙ୍ଗରେ ଖୋଜିଲେମିଳିବ କେମିତି!ରହ, ଆସୁ ସ୍ୱପ୍ନଡ୍ରମ୍ ବଜାଇଆଉ ଭାସୁ ଜାହାଜନିଆଁ-ବରଫରମିକ୍ଚର ଦଣ୍ଡନାଚରେ।ତପୋବନ, ଟିଟିଲାଗଡ, ବଲାଙ୍ଗିର09/02/2020
In a most, falling apart way,
When so long ago I met you,
And did not know what to say,
As Life cut all its flowers,
And threw them my way,
I emotionally loved you,
More than I can ever say!
But Life separates lovers,
Not always together do they stay,
And emotionally we parted,
Never again, to find our way,
As the rivers overflowed with sadness
Emotionally, that very day!
Similar Posts
They met across the river,
And they loved each other deeply,More than anyone could say.But the Sun and Moon conspired,And the Wind swept them away,Happiness is just a lyre,That you never learn to play.EpilogueWhat Life gives, Life takes away,Happiness is just for hire,Please come back another day.
Life is strange
So many peopleAnd yet so aloneSocial media,Made out of stoneAs we constantlyGlide away, slide away,Stranger from StrangerMade out of StyrofoamFeelings leftAt homeAnd always crying,All Alone…
From friendship to love,
One small jump,One small crack,In your heart,That’s all you need,For love to filter thru,To grip you,To posses you,To thrill you,To bless you,All this and Heaven too,Till the end of your days,Love stays.
One thing brings on another,
There would be no scent flowers,If not for April rain.But there are certain questions,That questions do remain,And answers there are none,What made me ever love you,Now more, after you’re gone.
In this Ugly
World,Of lies and killer beesSome think they can doWhatever,Be haters,Act as demented flees,But Poetry says‘STOP’You have bledBeauty and goodnessLong enough!The time has comeTo put intoleranceAnd cruelty to one sideHave we learned nothingOf all the wars wagedAs fratricide?Cain killed AbelSo long agoAnd we still continueOffering the sameDespicable ride?Till when,Till we kill each other offAnd the Planet’s…
Sweet is the notion,
And cross every ocean,That ever exists.Sweet is the notion,That Love will be found,And surround,All the Heavens,Till then, tightly bound.Sweet is the notion,That Love will persistWhen all else is gone,And doesn’t exist.Sweet is the notion,So simple, so pure,That Love is Emotion,Of all pain, the cure.
Leave a Reply Cancel reply
That aren’t there,
It’s really terrible,
When you want to share
Your thoughts, pains and feelings
But there’s Nobody there.
Similar Posts
Miami has a pickle smell,
You enter in a restaurant,And eat and eat all that you want.And there is herring too, you know,So white that it resembles snow,‘Light Bagels’ with some cream and lox,That even would please Mr. Fox.Miami how I love your name,I come and go, you are the same,Maybe a new hotel or two,But that won’t change my…
I like you,
Will you please,Understand,That between,Loving and liking,There’s a whole different world,That stands.Liking is not loving,Only One you can Love,While liking many,Is perfectly presentable.I have nothing more to say,I hope my case,Has been clearly stated,This way.
I gave you form
Now,Will you be faithfulTo me,Oh, Love of my Life,How will we balanceEach other?Without evenKnowing one another,That’s whyI love to write,I think that is whereAnswers, to so manyMysteries, daringly,Lie.
Poetry makes you Free,
No matter how much, Tyrants will cloud,Poetic words will still think out loud.
The brain is a muscle,
It atrophies,If you do use it,You can become unusual.Worth thinking about,Open closed doors,Let in the light,It’s in your power,To become really bright.
A promise,
Once was:Never, to leave me,To be left,Without youIn the emptinessOf the Past.But promise, not kept!Life, Death, DestinyWas strongerThan the two of us,Now,Missing you alwaysWith the tearsOf remembranceAll over my heartBeing now,The only thingI’ve got to hold on toWhich really hurts, a lot.
Leave a Reply Cancel reply
By Poetry’s
Descriptive and emotional tide.
How with some verses
Can be born,
A lifelong link
Between,
Poet and Reader
Where feelings run deep and wide,
Where no feelings, can the poet hide.
Amazing Poetry!
All should always be,
At your miraculous side,
Not even Time can kill,
The love you will,
Your all embracing tide.
Similar Posts
Times change, we change,
The Past,But there is one thingThat refuses to change,No matter whatAnd that is,A hopelessly,Romantic heart.
As the Night begins to slumber,
I do softly sigh and wonder,If true love is really great.I have dreamt of your sweet coming,Of us drifting in Love’s Lake,Like two Swan’s in love’s pure splendor,But you’re gone when I awake.
What is floating in the air?
Made of feelings,That do dare,Even, the purityOf white SwanChallenge and flair,Everywhere.
Raped, gutted and aborted,
Can a country like this survive?Those who are in charge,Who supposedly take care,Now provide,The poison and the seeds,Of our demise,And our own destruction.
I hate disrespect
No matter who it comes fromOr their stature,And those that insult our CountryOr for that matterAny country where they live,By denigrating the FlagOr taking knees like squattersDon’t deserve to be hereBut should go far awayFind a lowly place,As low as they’re, cowardice!Where their Venom they can splatter.
All green will wilt,
And where is our Tomorrow?A spec of joy, a silent smile,And many days of sorrow.All green will wilt,Not without guilt,For Time we cannot borrow,The lonely Flower on the hill,The wind of Time will surely kill,We’re here today,But, will be gone, Tomorrow.