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prashant shaurya Poems
I Saw Her Today...
She had the color of dusk on her bonny bright face and her voice had a husk with a sensuous trace....
The Morning Triolet [A triolet poem]
Each day when sun rises at dawn and on their perch the sparrows tweet heavenly pearls roll down my lawn... Each day when sun rises at dawn
One Evening When The Sun Was Low...
One evening when the sun was low I strolled down the road below and deep in thoughts that had a flow tried to recover the golden glow....
A Call To The World
There is an aim I vie to achieve there is a dream I die to live...
Lets Sharpen the Silence...! ! !
Maintain silence Listen to the breeze For all it says is to wipe the grease....
The Test Of The CHIEF
Much before spring when the dry leaves fall the bare brown branches gave me a call....
I break at times and sing the rhymes rhymes that raise feelings divine....
The Transitional Blight
Do you feel a crisis nowadays yes, the one I didn't in my age and at once comes the reply resources have all gone dry
The Chosen Relation
Where are the days when they were all mine and i had those toys at eight or late nine..
Knots of Misery
Oh poor thing! i can see you though facing the agony that others don't know with no dream alive in those swollen desperate eyes except the ailing belly's hope of some inflow...
You have plans for it or not but it comes your way you have desires for it or not but it comes your way
In the night when moon's white I see creatures very bright...
when silence of the seas imbues the mind's surface despite all the pains borne we drown deep in solace...
The Potrait Of Vigour
It was the month of october with piousness in its air and the weather so humid when on 12th he was born
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I Saw Her Today...
She had the color of dusk
on her bonny bright face
and her voice had a husk
with a sensuous trace....
In a notable style
her hair she wore
and her healing smile
many hearts did cure...
And her naughty eyes
had a lovely lure
as anyone who tries
would be lost for sure....
And I prayed today
GOD make me all hers
and let me stay
within her life's verse...