बुधवार, १० सप्टेंबर, २००८
रविवार, २७ जानेवारी, २००८
Dreams Unlimited...
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बुधवार, २१ नोव्हेंबर, २००७
My Dreams
I Play The Lead Role
In
I Fly Very High
In My Latest Dreams
I Become A King
And Wear A Crown
I Eat So Many Chocolates
That My Teeth Go Brown
Flying In The Sky
I Touch The Sun
On Just The Thought Of It
I Have So Much Fun
I Fly By The Aero-Plane
Which Belongs To Me
When I Look Down The Aero-Plane
I Find Many Things To See.
I Become A Champion Of Sports
Especially The Football
I Become The Greatest Actor
Working In A Drama Hall
When I Write Such Type Of Poem
I Just Calm Down And Sit
And Now I Must End This Poem
As I’ve Got No Rhyme To It
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गुरुवार, ८ नोव्हेंबर, २००७
MY 'POME'
Those Were Rainy Days
I Was Going To My Friend’s Place
When It Started Raining
And It Fell All Over My Face.
When I Reached My Own Home Again
There Was No Longer Heavy Rain
It Just Vanished Into Thin Air
What Luck! It Was So Unfair.
All Had Come Out To Play
When River Level Rose And There Was A Flood
As Soon As I Came Out To Play Too
The Level Reduced And Remained Just Mud.
It Seemed Daylight In Night
When There Was A Lightning
Having A Little Wink At It,
We Felt It Most Frightening
We Were Standing There For It To Hear
We Were Standing There To Shake With Fear
When I Had Returned To My Own Home
I Had A
Why To Say A Poem, When I Can Call It A ‘Pome’
Which Is Ended Now In My Home Sweet Home
मंगळवार, ६ नोव्हेंबर, २००७
The sky
The Sky
I Saw Some Birds
That Passed Many Words
Behind There Past
As They Were Going So Fast
Opening Their Mouth
They Were Going To The South
Making Some Noises
They Expressed Their Voices
They Experienced The Freedom
Of The Nature’s Kingdom
They Were Free To Fly
In The Open Sky
Hearing Them Sound Melodious
I Was Furious And Jealous.
Why! Why! Why!
Only They Are Able To Fly
And Have Some Fun
In The Fresh And Open Sky.
बुधवार, ३१ ऑक्टोबर, २००७
My mind
That Is Not So Kind
To Let Me Sleep Soon
In The Early Afternoon.
It Thinks Of The Cars
That I Will Buy
It Thinks Of The Stars
That Are Shining In The Sky
But Even Then I
Don’t Know Why
My Mind Doesn’t Let Me
To Just Have My
Wink Of Sleep
Until It Is Five
My Mind Is So Confused
Why It Is Actually Used
It Was So Much Amused
That It Had Me Accused
My Mind Asks Me
How Will Be Rangoon?
How Could I Tell It
When I Was Swelling A Balloon
My Mind Says It Rules Me
But I Think When I Will Be Free
There Will Be No One
Except Me And Me
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