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Anoushka Sinha Poems
When the sun merges with the sea, That’s when my dreams come to me. When the sky is black as coal, And the stars aren’t there anymore.
I'm Broken, Let Me Be
People say I'm not fixable They can't correct what I am My system is all so terrible They can't correct who I am
A Thousand Words Ago…
We speak so much, We talk every day And there are no such, Words we don’t say
What's beyond you? Seven seas, What should I do?
The Angel She Sight (Part - 1)
The sky was as dark, As the coal in the mine… Where miss suzy worked. To make her living just fine
Help Me God!
Help me god! Oh what i've done I can't walk i've gotta run.. These days i feel like Some showpiece just kept aside
Hello father she said to him in an abrasive manner it's not her fault she's forced to have that nature
if u think u know me well in a single blink i'll break d spell
The Angel She Sight (Part - 3)
Suzy's expressions changed, like she was trying to remember 'your face is so familiar' she exclaimed! but i have'nt met you ever
The Angel She Sight (Part - 2)
No, it's not something she dreamed proved the slight pinch Impossible it seemed The frenzy broke with angel's flinch
Maybe it's elegiac, or maybe it's terse Sometimes i'm a maniac, that's something i wish i could reverse...
I've lost enough already, i can't afford to lose anymore I wish my life could be steady, so i could heal my heart that's sore..
Blue Butterfly In a field full of yellow flowers, Small beauties were flying. In open for hours and hours, There was no hiding.
Face My Fears
In the darkness under the night i suppress my fears that i had inside
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When the sun merges with the sea,
That’s when my dreams come to me.
When the sky is black as coal,
And the stars aren’t there anymore.
There’s still something,
That gets me gamboling
My dreams, they keep me going
My desires, they keep on growing
But then it suddenly disappears,
& I can no longer see
Now I have to face fears,
Of my erratic reality…
I fantasized another world,
Where no one ever suffered
The drama we imbue,
And everything’s anew
But here comes the ugly truth,
Filled with worries & Ruth
Nothing is going to change, ...