Talent
You wonder
Looking at the wonderful
But you never wonder
Looking at me
The creator of all,
I am the wonder of the wonders
The most wonderful.
You are after
The trifle
Never compose
Or sing a song
Praising me
Passing the time
Idle.
I am the pleasure
In life and love
Oh dear, dull and dumb.
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Where Sin Multiplies
In my life
I haven't seen
Such a thing
Could be so much
Cunning!
They came in
To teach me
To be unworldly
But secretly
They were too much worldly.
If to be worldly
Is a sin
It is never more than a lie
I wish not to do sin in multiple
Here the preachers of the unworldly
Do sins in double.
Flexing my muscle
I declare
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Mudered By Gun Shot
The most wonderful …
The most magnificent gift from Lord
Poets of the world promoting it, for long,
What are you looking? thinking? what?
There is abandon joy, jump in it!
Fearful of morality? they debated out
‘' sick mind needs morality as the sick body needs medication ‘'
Fearful of STDs and VDs? they invented condoms
My friends are using it
But the crux of the matter is that
It can not protect you cent percent
The other day one of my friends is murdered
With a gun shot by her husband.
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Life and Lord
Pure and holy
Red and costly
Where blood
Isn't spoiled
Sucked
And spilled
Very cheaply!
Beautiful and nice
Brief and once
Where life
Isn't rotten
Wasted
And gutted
Without paying heavy price!
Soft and tender
Fair and care
Where love
Is not a trap
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Opposing The Idea Of Suicide
I can go any time
Any where, in any direction
Just like the shooting star
Out of the orbit and gravitation.
Why should I go?
Did I know before I was coming?
So I postpone the going.
If I have not come of my own
Somebody has send me
So no need to go
In the nick time He will call me
Rather it will be better
To find the answer
Do the duty
The most desirable
The most valuable
Who, how, when and why!
Long, long ago I wanted to die
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Hate Works But Love Does Not
I have seen the love
In the eyes around me
Caring and hugging my feelings
As the root of the tress
I know the warmness of the arms
The soft touch of the palms
But love is lazy and lethargic
Seldom it can be found energetic
The promptness it does lack
It never works back to back
But the hate works very ferociously
With red eyes it acts very quickly
A full pack of energy
Blitzkrieg and scorching
Swashbuckling and blistering
It cuts very deeply and burns very badly
It works havoc but love does not.
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The Dog In Me
There is a dog in me, no one knows
But I know, he knows the taste of bones,
The legs of power he licks well
In satisfaction he wags his tail
He barks not to bite but in praise
He utters always some chosen phrase
He is very faithful to the affluent
And quickly smell who is influential
He never walks but runs very fast
No option left but to chain his greed and lust
I can not let him die on the road and dust
A sinful death, his nature is very harmful for society
Now to teach him some moral lessons is my priority.
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Green In The Eye
Why should one
Have so much
While I have none.!
But I was in love
As strong as death
But bit by bit I am losing,
Will my love die?
It is me, green in the eye,
Grievously in the grave
Drinking my own blood
And eating my own flesh.
I feel lonely
In front of my smiling enemy.
I can't cut jocks and make fun
I can't keep mocking
Suddenly I feel I am in love again
As I have a radical admiration
And an awkward homage with recognition
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Magnetic Game
Every poor uses slang
But the crux of the fun
Is that every one wants to be a rich man
If one day I become the richest one
On that day I surely will be a fakir or nun
And my whole property will be for the poor man
As I need nothing more than
Two pieces of cloths
And two timely meals
But in the middle there is a game
Very non-materialistic
People call it name and fame
Towards it every one madly rushes in
As it is very, very magnetic
But you can not earn any thing
Until it is given to you by the masses, the poor man
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My Blood, My Poem
So many works of my life
I dodge to write these verses
So much time I spend behind
Every couplet, every epithet sucks
A little dropp of my blood
Every letter sheds sweet from my ducks
Every line steals my sweet sleep
Every phrase is my dream and hope
I breathe in every word
Every punctuation dips in deep emotions
If it does not work and effects the heart
For whom these are composed
The masculinity of this poet is crushed
The stone heart of mine cries through eyes
Tears roll down, my blood is worthless! !
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