Ankur Thakur

Rookie [smile spreading poet] (13-10-1994 / Samastipur & New Delhi)

Ankur Thakur Poems

1. Away From Love 7/19/2013
2. Love Switching To Friendship 7/19/2013
3. Silent Feelings 7/19/2013
4. Power Of Love 7/19/2013
5. Her Pain Reliever Love 7/19/2013
6. People With Might 7/19/2013
7. Poor Have Sad Lovestory 7/19/2013
8. Life And Death 7/19/2013
9. Mistakes Take Away Lives 7/19/2013
10. Life And Love Of A Poor Mediocre Indian Boy 7/19/2013
11. Surely Sung Someday 7/20/2013
12. Shall Not Fall In Love Again 7/20/2013
13. Always Together 7/20/2013
14. Atleast For A Summer You Came 7/20/2013
15. Even For A Moment 7/20/2013
16. My Love Someday Somewhere 7/20/2013
17. Candles Of Love 7/18/2013
18. Love And Solitude 7/18/2013
19. Selfless Love 7/19/2013
20. My End 7/19/2013
21. My Love Sleeping In Epitaph 7/19/2013
22. Urn 7/19/2013
23. Soul And Hole 7/20/2013
24. Happy Birthday 7/20/2013
25. True Tale True Love 7/20/2013
26. Nature 7/21/2013
27. Small Creatures Mighty Nature 7/21/2013
28. Life Is A Boon Enjoy It 7/21/2013
29. Lost In You 7/22/2013
30. Nature's Beauty 7/21/2013
31. Part Of Her Soul 7/22/2013
32. Blanket 7/22/2013
33. Way Meant To Be 7/22/2013
34. With Daddiee You Drove Off 7/22/2013
35. Love Left Incomplete By You 7/22/2013
36. Why Whole Day 7/22/2013
37. Fault Is In Me Not You 7/22/2013
38. I Better Wake Up Today 7/22/2013
39. Your Hand Fitting In Mine 7/22/2013
40. All Beauty Is In You 7/22/2013
Best Poem of Ankur Thakur

You Me And Your Teddy In Between

I am alone,
Sitting in my cold room,
Badly I wish you too to be here,
I, You and your Teddy all near...

Holding your palms,
I would take you to my bed,
There we would lie down softly,
My head on your hand,
And my hand playing with your hairs.
We would not just speak,
But talk.
We would not just laugh,
But feel,
We would not just play,
But enjoy.

If someone came and opened the door,
He would say 'how mad they are',
And then he would leave us,
And then I am sure I would hear you giggle...

Everytime you would pull ...

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Two Years Without You

Twice the flowers bloomed,
Twice leaves left the tree,
Twice the winter came,
But never my mind got free.

Passing eight hundred days,
In utter silence of just dreams,
Is never easy,
Especially when your only heart you have also leaves.

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