So that I can show him
The lamp of love
Lighted by him
In my twilight time
And tell him that
With every passing moments
The wink of my thirst
Rises up
Cool water
Of the well is not enough
To douse it
Or quench
The light is blistering too
I can not see any reason
My eyes go
Completely blind
While staring the path
Of his return
The air of its
Surrounding so heated up
That any time
It can turn into a storm
Moreover, the wind
Of his absence
Fans the flame
Tell him to come home soon
I put some seed of loveBut weeds grew too fastThough I used herbicideBut they know how to surviveI threw out the rose, now I loveThe weeds for their survival instinctAnd power to grow everywhereWithout following any rowMy mind follows the heartAnd grows too fast like weedsTo pervade to hoverThe minds and soulsOf people all over.
What do you think?At night how would we sleep?Do you know, whose work, is it?And who made her dim?A candle was burning brightThen came an angelFlapped his big wingsGabriel is his nameAnd got the lamp extinguished.
I looked at him and sawHe was engrossed in reading news papersI told him I could make the whole staffInto a three four linesHe supposed to hear me wellYet he did not raise his headHe was searching somethingBut I was to tell himNo one announces to offer moneyAt any street cornersEvery one is sitting tight…
But if you have not possessed meYou possess nothing!You are a blunt, a dullard dullThe beggar of the street.You might be proud of so many things whichOne can’t have today but tomorrow canAnd all these things dwindle when you distributeBut I am the exception and the oppositeThe maximum use of anything is a poisonBut I…
One is lotteryAnd the other is the equity marketThe first one does not depend on dataAnd the second oneNever cares about the past history;If you know the trick of the tradeIn no timeThey would make you super richEnormous risk they carry, you knowThe way you loseLook carefully in the same way lay bare the winning…
And difficult tooHere are some criteriaMy muse has given meAfter reading the poemAsk yourself some questionsHave you or any one else ever thoughtThe idea the poem contains before?That would give rise the check of originalityCould you write an alternativeVersion without plagiarism?With the level of difficultyHow hard or how easy you faceIn producing of the same…
