Vikram G. Aarella
Biography of Vikram G. Aarella
I am from Kolar Gold Fields, a small city situated deep in the heart of South India. I started writing poems for fun and some of my poems were very popular in my college. Some situations or things make me write a poem, though not always a good one. I will appreciate your comments and advise. Take a minute to rate them, so that I can get an idea about how good or bad my poems are. Be honest in criticism.
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Vikram G. Aarella's Works:
'Oriental Views' - A collection of Poetry.
Vikram G. Aarella Poems
The girl with dark and beautiful hair, Her eyes are lovely and her skin fair. She is like a full bloomed flower With beauty, I can’t bear
00 - My Mother
In life’s ups and downs, good or bad She’s always with me happy or sad I will always long for my mother’s blessings No matter which way my fate swings, .
00 - Bingeing Britain
The Binge drinking youth of Britain, Filling the pubs in every corner Drinking all night until morning, for certain By Friday night, decency is effectively over.
Gandhi – The Mahatma
Latest to arrive, in the line of holy men Your beginnings were very humble No one knew the power within you then. You made the British Empire crumble.
I have lost my livelihood, I can’t stand where I stood, I have become lazy and bored People say that I have been bangalored.
00 - Advice to all new poets
Please write what you feel like Don't worry about Tom, Dick and Mike Any one abusing you, let me know With vengeance on them, I will strike.
Dark clouds had just burst into rain, I was alone, travelling in the train. It was just beginning to gain speed, I had with me Sunday newspaper to read.
Like a desert without rain, Like a mother without child, Like a temple without god, Is my life without her.
Wherever I go, whatever I do I just see you smiling there Your heart was my home without it now, I have gone bare.
They are seen just for a month or two But what a wonderful job they do, They change the mood and atmosphere
Bush and Blair
Bush and Blair Went to the desert fair To fetch a pail of oil
Its Kannada, not Canada
People confuse it with Canada, I say, no its Kannada, Canada with an extra N, and starting with K They give back the expression saying, no way
Blew my worries away.
I am doing, what I am supposed to Accompanying life, where ever it takes me, I have blown all my worries in thin air Thinking about failures is a waste of time,
The Solar Eclipse
Was it night in day? , When nature has its say Everyone ought to obey It has to be that way.
Never imagined it would happen,
I felt like i was in heaven.
Cold wind blew through the window,
And, i was covered by a shadow.
It was a perfect situation,
Beyond my imagination.
Never knew how time passed by,
As i was just looking at her eye.