Vishal Sharma Poems

Wars are destructive
takes away ones life
wars are curse
they are meant to be killed
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God divided love among us
to test the quality of the human being
and, that love has become poison of
our soul
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Death do come through the mist of darkness
And made the boney structure trash
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Far beyond this physical realm
I placed you in my land of dream,
Where you do plunge
In my eternal stream,
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Take a sip of the miserable life upon the thirsty neck,
to make a judgement to put a sale on your soul,
A worthy night with a worthless guy roaming beside the nile,
Just you and me, deep will be the sea, and just you and me....! ! !
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Ample amout of fire
to washout...! ! !
Green lava of yellow suit,
Just a grand and a grandmother...! ! !
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If I ever write again,
my words would stagger
In the dark lump of black deeds,
And perhaps my mythical well beings,
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Yeah, you were correct,
He shot.....!
I chocked and nearly died,
I do not want to die rather
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life plays wise games with you
when you are down, gravity acts
make sure you are searching for gold
for silver you may find open arms
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Look what the almighty want you to see
the light given by Him to us
the sole reason the path we are walking
may interference with some evil rays
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