abhimanyu kumar.s

Gold Star - 8,940 Points [thala] (31.12.1988 / venkatgiri kota)

abhimanyu kumar.s Poems

121. Journey Of A Bard / Poem 1 Hundred 11/22/2011
122. Come Lets Love Again 5/3/2011
123. Eyes 5/27/2011
124. Chapter 21: An Aftermath 2/7/2011
125. Judgement 7/21/2011
126. An Account 11/9/2011
127. East Land 2/10/2011
128. A Special Appearance 9/11/2011
129. Prize Poem 3/22/2012
130. Hard To Believe 2/11/2011
131. Identity 4/5/2011
132. You Remain In My Writings 7/21/2011
133. A Way Of Memory 11/7/2011
134. A Start Which Never Started 9/7/2011
135. A Need I Need 9/11/2011
136. A Silent Wave 11/1/2011
137. A Request 11/9/2011
138. Absurd 8/6/2011
139. I And My Loneliness 4/19/2011
140. I Wanna Be With You 5/27/2011
141. Of Death 11/18/2011
142. A Mystery 9/27/2011
143. A Pain 9/18/2011
144. Better Luck Next Time 7/2/2011
145. A Captive Wing 10/29/2011
146. Death, Death And Death 10/16/2011
147. A Critical Span 4/13/2011
148. A Pleasant Day 2/11/2011
149. A Lonely Heart 11/1/2011
150. ' I ' 7/20/2011
151. A Farewell To Idiots 6/10/2011
152. I Was Dead 11/23/2011

Comments about abhimanyu kumar.s

  • Pamela Mutch (11/27/2011 4:41:00 PM)

    This has a sad quality about it. Iam not sure if the poem is about lost love. Hoever it is a good poem.

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  • Pamela Mutch (11/27/2011 4:39:00 PM)

    Your poem entitled I is very good. It is mystical in nature and I like it very much. Well done!

  • Sessen Endalew (11/10/2011 5:49:00 AM)

    good afternoon
    as i read your poem request i was so amazed and surprised coz i feel like the poem was written to remind me of something shortly it looks like it has connection with me and i love it it is super good poem

  • Koena Mokoena Koena Mokoena (11/8/2011 1:53:00 AM)

    Good morning! here in South Africa it is still in the morning, hence i am wondering what time is it in your country. I read your poem called: A Way Of Memory. I think a memory has four different parts, because sometimes i multi-task.

  • Koena Mokoena Koena Mokoena (11/7/2011 6:42:00 AM)

    Good afternoon!

    I am inspired by your background, because it sounds as if we have something in common. I love your poem; Lovers Of Blood. According to my own point of view, no one has the right to make a decision for me, without my permission. If he or she commit that mistake i will
    shut the door my lord! to
    Shut the door of birth &
    Shut the very door of mankind.

    Have a nice day!

    Mr. Koena France Mokoena
    Website: www.poemhunter.com/kfmproductions

  • grame peele (11/2/2011 3:28:00 AM)

    i have loved all your poems and its really great to see you going with many themes. your love poems have the content of Pablo Neruda and i think you much influenced by Tagore and Arnold. all the very bests in your life.

  • Steel McCain (9/7/2011 9:23:00 AM)

    very touching. seems quite personal.

  • lover of poetry sweet (8/13/2011 10:45:00 AM)

    strong feelings in your writings. reminds me of Keats and T.S Eliot

  • Alex Kult (6/26/2011 2:29:00 AM)

    i went through and read some of your poems. you are a fantastic poet. there is a lot of meaning held in your poetry. they are easy and smooth to read, with very fluent and descriptive language. i would definitely rate them 9 1/2 - 10

  • Ogbonna Solomon (3/21/2011 3:28:00 AM)

    you did good works, so tantalizing and enthizing.keep it up i love them all.

Best Poem of abhimanyu kumar.s

I Was Dead

I had my dinner and
Slept around 10 of night
After a couple hour or so
I found myself dead
Ya, I was dead
My body had become motionless
Eyes shut, hands erect
What about my dreams and aims
All gone, all shattered
Man, I was dead
What next?
Possibly burn, bury and ashes
Suddenly I heard someone shouting
Idiot get up!it's 7 of morning
If you want to know the truth
I was sleeping.

Read the full of I Was Dead

Road To End

I see the Third coming on the Road,
Finding no answer of Second on the Board.
Road is full of Lust and Dust in this Land,
Yes, yes I want to get out of this Wasteland.

Should I hide under the Chaucer's inn,
Or else inside the Forster's False cave.
Here, the things are aparted on the sand,
Its mere ruined Culture and Anarchy on the Land.

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