My New Poem

My new poem is about my reveal of my life’s strain.
My new poem is like my newly conceived brain.
Yes, I want to write these feelings through my poem.
I say frequently, “ I would hanker after for a painful materialistic, egoistic love.”
But it has become totally changed.
Now, I can compare my thoughts between bluff and love.

I never count, how many seasons have passed?
But I do recollect my past
for resurrecting myself from dust.
Only I was shocked
as I was a fellow of lack of sense, and my sensitive mind was blocked.

Now, I can feel the frenzy wind.
I have got a restored mind.
So, I am capable to write my new poem.
Now, I am proceeding with enormous joy.
I want myself to employ
for to remove your frustration
by the help of friendly condescension.

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Storm

I saw a storm last night.

It was surrounding and uplifting the earth.

I saw it frightening the land and its crops.

It seemed that the land was allowing it (the storm) to make a huge cavern.

I know, this is its nature.

I know, it palpitates our hearts.

But I want to tell you something friends ….

Who could visualize the storm causing pain inside my mind and my soul?

Only my friendly and undetached feelings can reach to it.

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If I......

If I could have flown in the sky, I would have been a messenger of humanity.

If I had been in the powerful strength to dedicate, I would have destroyed the insincerity.

If I had had a true friend, I would have sung a song of dignity.

If I were a patriot, I would have conquered everyone's heart being a part of the delicate community.

If I could have dispersed the delineation of spirituality, I would have filled up the necessity of human deficiency.

If I had cried truly and heartily in front of You, my Lord; I would have surely perished the scarcity (of divinity) .

If I could have been allowed to proceed to fight for establishing tranquility,

I would have tried my utmost to remove the trashy sovereignty.

Oh! my beloved friends, can you hear the sound (emerging from the stream of heaven) ?

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Delighted

Oh! God, life is such!

Full of joy and much...

But, somebody says, ' there are too many grief, in the heart of life'.

While, I say, 'see it in the core of your heart which is same as an oasis of desert'.

Sorrow may come in every moment and term,

For what you have lost, and

It has been paid for no cost!

So, life is mazy,

playful, unbounded, misty and crazy.

Moment goes and moment comes...

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We Just Enjoy

A plough-man seeds to make our appetite demolish,
but we just enjoy.
A soldier devotes his life,
and spends all his momentous periods to save our life.
Do you know, how much he has grief?
But, we just enjoy.
A clergyman stays in a hall of sanctification,
and spends more time chanting hymns.
He just wants to see us delighted.
He wants to make us spirited.
He helps to cross the barrier of hell,
but we just enjoy.
A good inventor wastes a part of life
for to create a mysterious technique,
but we just enjoy.
A physician saves a life, and
tries to make an embodiment.
We get a change (a new life) ,
but we just enjoy.
A sophisticated well doer of society

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A Feeling

It is a moonlit midnight.
I am with my bare feet.
I have no fright but a little bit delight.
The view is so polite
that It seems the world becoming bright (though in midnight)
I am walking with my shabby brush as to sweep
for a dusty field.
a new cleared ground would appear after the cleansing,
but do you know what is my actual thinking?
I am tempered for your sorrow
because this night may become painful for the coming morrow
for losing something or someone……..
only a prayer is needed if you can.
it may save from the waste.
So, I do request.
Divinity sometimes provokes me, and
I want to say, I am not single-handed in this singleness stand.
Well, wish be happy everyone in this world.
Now, this charming night is very short .
I shall have to do a lot……….

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I Want To Regain My Love

The greatest moment of this life, which is unspeakable and inexplicable, is to achieve such temperance without any lamentation. I feel much better than my past. Now I can feel a silent flow of a mystical lesson, but it is very workable for me. I lost the mobility of this life but I did't lose the mnemonic part, which helped me to prepare for the next. My neighbors and my friends were mocking at me because it was insufficient to establish a moat against this wrong mobocracy. Later I changed its mode. Even my love made mistrust upon me…..yet I was living for a hope. I did't want to know its effect. My mind was retarded by the bad influence at that time.

However, I have resuscitated my sense at last. Now being a reticent fellow, I try to devalue those invaluable facts. A lineage or a race is not enough for me. So, I've chosen this world and I have to share a lot……yes, I will share. I want to regain my love.

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Be A Poet

Imagination, thought, embodiment

and at last praiseworthy comments.

I know these all need a poet,

You see, a commendable guerdon is flowing from the past for them.

Now, I am looking at everyone’s tradition.

Yes, all are genius.

I see, some were furious,

and always took part to sacrifice themselves.

Some were serious, and used to ruminate themselves.

Dignity kissed their faces.

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Cursed

Ten days have passed,
But still bleeding and bleeding…..
Parents crying have no ideas; they says, “Cursed.”
I am laughing….but,
It’s not a joy.
I am laughing at my mistake.
Everyone’s heart has been exasperated.
A prayer, a prayer, a prayer……
I call my lord, please save me.
It has been caused
because something has been lost.
But, this pain is more awful than that loss.
It was enforcing me to be drowned into a false.
A false!
I have got everything and it’s reflecting before my eyes.
The most impressive I see now is the parental love.
Now, I have come to know, the paramount motive should be (in my life) to repay this love.
It can reduce the toxin from my body.
It can be haematic to stop my face becoming bloody.
Oh! God, please save me…..

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An Untold Story

There is something happned with me.
There is something ignored me.
Life sometimes tells something indiscernible!
Life often recalls a certain and indissoluble thing.
I don't know, why it's indescrible (sometimes) .
But must pay attention to it if it becomes a subject of indignation.
Thus, one could acheive a philosophical doctrine.
So, I am now the introducer of my former pricks.

I was once lacked in prevision.
I was very presumptous of myself.
A pretty face often knocked and made pretension with me.
My whole sense being spread widly, retained in a refutation.
I was engaged in a mellifluous tune
Which was very delightful.
But I was plucked from that illusion.
I did not know, how was I glissaded?

Now, I have chosen a different world that startes with a new day.
That's why, I give you my feelings everyday.

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