Aniruddha Pathak Poems

Her words barely out
From lips' lovely pout,
And there's not a doubt!
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One breath
Twain sisters— trust and faith:
One stands if proof stays stood,
The ‘ther all lone in solitude
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Ah pebble, just a pebble,
Pray spare such derision,
It can hold enough treason.
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He that hails evil ‘pon this good earth,
Earns means nor yet merits,
Nor good deeds inherits,
Vain, worthless upon earth be his birth,
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The only creature too hard to please,
Adamant— man never seems at ease,
Like fish fighting the flow
To be ever on go,
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On a well-known web-site I recall,
A poet, nigh bloated, thought him tall
When he got ten of ten,
Felt too proud of his pen,
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Rain song was when sung
And raindrop tasted on tongue,
I felt somewhat young.
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Sound's the first thing we hear whilst in womb,
And when die, the last thing that goes numb.
Power it has to relax,
Or if not, mind to tax,
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Why honeymooners were short of sleep?
If to an obvious thing you leap,
That would be one-track mind,
There's a reason behind:
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Every passing morning
(No waiting for the spring)
A good thought pays
A visit to mind's shore
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