Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 289 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Aniruddha Pathak Poems

601. Nilgiri1 Hills 12/13/2013
602. Cows And Cattle 12/13/2013
603. Humour’s Not For Half-Wits 12/13/2013
604. On Parole 12/13/2013
605. Humour’s A Pressure Cooker Valve 12/13/2013
606. Our Date With Time 12/13/2013
607. Musings Of An Old Age 12/13/2013
608. Greeding Vultures In My Head 12/13/2013
609. Let A Good Garden Flourish 12/13/2013
610. Would It Rain, O Wise One 11/29/2013
611. If I Were A Mother 11/29/2013
612. Changing Times 11/29/2013
613. A Temple In Aid Of Aids 11/29/2013
614. Death Is My Friend 11/29/2013
615. The Indian Soft Know-How 11/29/2013
616. He Saw Real Me In Me 11/29/2013
617. Thanks Be To My B T Noire 11/29/2013
618. Persistence, Not Power 11/29/2013
619. The Birth Of A Dawn 11/29/2013
620. Come, If Ye Can Suffer With Me Still 11/29/2013
621. Creative Thoughts When Not Come 11/29/2013
622. In Memory Of My Monk Hills 11/26/2013
623. Prayer Emotion Is, Not Motion 1/5/2013
624. Seasons Are Scarce Grey Or Good 1/5/2013
625. Vested Interests On Chests 11/25/2013
626. Life Favours, Nor Ever Frowns 1/5/2013
627. Judicial Chairs Nestled In Vain Airs 1/5/2013
628. Songs Of The Late Season 1/5/2013
629. A Myth That Be Marriage 12/19/2012
630. Not Buddha, Born I'M Aniruddha To Be 12/19/2012
631. The Tale Of Times 12/19/2012
632. Death 'Tis That Life Is Sweet 12/18/2012
633. Health, Should Ye Be Such A Beast! 12/18/2012
634. Hope Too Has A Peak 12/18/2012
635. Deserts, No Less Than Woods 12/18/2012
636. Frustration Is My Fond Child 11/18/2012
637. Words And Vibrations 11/18/2012
638. Controversy 11/18/2012
639. Father Of Man A Child Is Not 9/23/2012
640. Desire 11/18/2012

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The Joy Of Giving

Be it no more than a glass of water,
A living walking stick played by daughter,
Care and concern, warm smile, none too hotter;

Or quality time spent with someone old,
Blanket’s warm fold in times forlorn and cold,
In times of need a ready shoulder-hold;

A pair of sleepers to feet walking bare,
Not in loud charity to show you care,
Heart-born feelings when show above false air.

Anything given short of counting ways,
Given to brighten up needy heart’s greys,
To lighten load that too heavily weighs.

Give it ...

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Footprints Upon My Sands

Man as in poor image of God is made,
His footprints of acts scarce to my heart reach;
History may have recorded his work,
I need no such printed prints him to know.
I can hear and feel him walking ‘pon me;
Let me wait till that wave rises from sea
Erasing wrinkles off my body’s skin;
And if that tide, always a ready friend,
Whilst receding back to the heart of sea,

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