Abhisumat Singh Poems
|5.||What's A Political Good Job||10/11/2015|
|6.||Society - What It Takes To Be A Thinker?||10/11/2015|
|8.||Shouts My Delhi!||4/10/2016|
|9.||How Doth She Stimulate Thy Senses?||4/17/2016|
|11.||A Spell Cast So Deep||5/6/2016|
|12.||The Silenced Statue Spoke||5/8/2016|
|13.||And I Fell For Her....||8/10/2016|
|14.||Independence Struggle Of India||8/14/2016|
|15.||Writes For Thou, The Swain Of Thine||8/22/2016|
|16.||An Addiction Poem - Drugs||11/18/2016|
|17.||Dare To Dream||10/1/2015|
|18.||Democracy.... What Is It?||10/1/2015|
|19.||Life - What Is It?||10/1/2015|
|21.||Love - What Is True Love?||4/10/2016|
It has happened now,
after facing so many hardships in life,
that my life has attained stability.
Today, I have all worldly pleasures,
that I didn't even think I ever had deserved;
For they could just be a part of my dreams.
Still, after possessing eternal strength, ubiquitous riches,
why do I find myself poorer that the poor,
weaker than the weakest,
and lonely than the loneliest.
And when I hunted for the reason in the past,
it suddenly struck me,
'I don't have you with me'.
You; who was always there,
as a backbone of my ...
No matter how much you harm my form,
I continue to flow without any complains.
No matter how much you try to overlook me,
I continue with my sounds and remain there.
No matter how many obstructions you put to
my path, I divert and move on.