Aditya Raj Verma Poems

Born of the same mother,
Hope and faith were brother,
But destiny threw them apart,
God gave both a different part.
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Laid alone in the dust a lily petal,
Broken and dejected from her family,
With no one to play or to battle,
She just murmered her honest plea,
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The burning sun,
Hanging high in the sky,
Still the gravestone soddens,
With the tears from her eyes,
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When the Sun goes down, I rise up,
Cool, serene evenings are my morning,
Every single soul relaxing with a tea cup,
While I lit up the path, in self burning.
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Hanging knife, slaugther stones,
Choping blade, broken bones,
The death store,
Near our homes,
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Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,
Now I know, why you live so far,
Because the world below is always at war,
All living souls, battling to be at par.
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We all say its God's chime,
Say, when to run and when to dine,
Every bit juggles in hands of time,
Neither yours nor mine.
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Lighting flashed, thunder screamed from the sky,
Closing my eyes, shutting my ears, on my bed I lie,
Sleep was in eyes and mind in thoughts floating high.
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Toy

Not so big he was, just a little boy,
Had a small dream and a cute toy,
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Only once when she smiled and I cried,
Happened when I was sent for a mortal ride,
Everything around me, new and strange,
Little hands trying to reach, but everything out of range.
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