Gaurav Bhaduri Poems
|1.||The Candle Light||5/7/2008|
|2.||Poets Write To Read||5/7/2008|
|3.||Words Are That||5/7/2008|
|4.||Seacons Cone -N- Seasons Go||5/7/2008|
|5.||A Story, Which Is Untold||5/7/2008|
|8.||When Death Comes||5/10/2008|
|9.||In The Darkness||5/10/2008|
|11.||When Someone Be On Your Side||1/3/2009|
|12.||As I Feel.......||4/19/2009|
|13.||Promises Are Ment To Be Broken||4/19/2009|
|15.||Great Day Ahead||10/24/2009|
|16.||My Colourful Land||3/4/2009|
|20.||To Say I Care||4/16/2009|
|21.||An Advice To Keep||5/7/2008|
Work never seems to end
day in-n-out working goes.
Please may I get a break some time
in the break, work seems to grow.
It is like the weeds I see
in the soil, they seem to grow.
How ever I may pluck them out;
they find there way again and sow.
Work-a-haloes is what my friend call me.
to them work is easy cake
But work in-n-out like me
and you’ll be a hockey stick.
Work-n-work-n-work I see
even work in everyday chores.
Oh! This work never seems to end
with me it also grows.
The Candle Light
To the burning soul
the thirst that makes it burn
and a fuel knowledge acts
to a many light is dawn.
The flame that rise
from just one
can burn a forest down
but the one that rises now