Biography of Vishal Sharma
Vishal Sharma Poems
Do you know the electrovalent and covalent bond? they are a far different from the fictious james bond they play a major role in providing the existance to the molecules and simpily follow the basic rule of drawing the structures
***a Million Kisses For One Lips***
I may not be a millionaire for the rest of the world but in my lover's eyes I am worth more than that
You Are My Dark Choclate
Packed in the wrapper you do appear, with some melted face with my long gaze
A Drop Of Sea
eyes within eyes heart within lies
Password Of My Life
I have a well managed three dimensional structure that makes me one among the crowd of all of you I sing before humanity and beg him to return my soul and, in return I get a whole wide mouth of respect
Bye Bye Poemhunter
times had been spent its now the time to say goodbye to this holy place.. who has given me some identity
I Am The Slave Of Your Eyes
You have only two, enough to take away my sleeps and I being your instance, searching mearly here and there. and you know how to hypnotize humans, a perfectionist and thinking you my every bit, nights are spending it.
Some Kisses Give Pain For Eternity
Days are spending in the mighty arms of the fear though, the matter is so grave, i must have to appear, and, tell the world, taking a sip of tea, my intention, the words i wrote, now in fire, in fire as i gave me tension.
***a Beautiful Talent (Must Read) ***
We are well placed in the mighty arms of the human spirits To spell out the reason how to get the universe explored
**crime And Punishment**
Not a day passes by, not thinking about you, believing in my love, which I know is true. Waiting for you, to come back, with a lot of hopes, but no regrets, which I lack.
the princess no matter how old shines in silver, worth in gold i am confident, as i am told by those who came after her behold
A Poem That Put My Heart On Fire
You make words and they immortal you are trying to adjust this world in a bottle and you are penning so beautifully days i have a little words outnumbering your praise
Imagine the woods, without a tree. imagine the rivers, without the sea.
Yesterday, I went to a restaurent with my some friends to have a formal level brakefast
the ultimate survivors on this green garden, to my God
they who survive tend to conquer this whole patch
vast green lush spreading here and here, who has provided this?
to my God, to my religion, I am asking again against them
what is religion? all are same, every man is equal
all are created by the unbiased hands of this powerful soul
but, we the humans, differentiated the humans-causing disparities
riots are the result of the difference between the mortal piece
humans are killing them