Aniruddha Pathak

Freshman - 823 Points [Anirpath] (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Aniruddha Pathak Poems

641. Thanks Be To My B T Noire 11/29/2013
642. Persistence, Not Power 11/29/2013
643. The Birth Of A Dawn 11/29/2013
644. Come, If Ye Can Suffer With Me Still 11/29/2013
645. Creative Thoughts When Not Come 11/29/2013
646. In Memory Of My Monk Hills 11/26/2013
647. Prayer Emotion Is, Not Motion 1/5/2013
648. Seasons Are Scarce Grey Or Good 1/5/2013
649. Vested Interests On Chests 11/25/2013
650. Life Favours, Nor Ever Frowns 1/5/2013
651. Judicial Chairs Nestled In Vain Airs 1/5/2013
652. Songs Of The Late Season 1/5/2013
653. A Myth That Be Marriage 12/19/2012
654. Not Buddha, Born I'M Aniruddha To Be 12/19/2012
655. The Tale Of Times 12/19/2012
656. Death 'Tis That Life Is Sweet 12/18/2012
657. Health, Should Ye Be Such A Beast! 12/18/2012
658. Hope Too Has A Peak 12/18/2012
659. Deserts, No Less Than Woods 12/18/2012
660. Frustration Is My Fond Child 11/18/2012
661. Words And Vibrations 11/18/2012
662. Controversy 11/18/2012
663. Father Of Man A Child Is Not 9/23/2012
664. Desire 11/18/2012
665. At Sixty Four 10/28/2012
666. The Mirage 10/28/2012
667. If You Choose My Poem To Read 10/28/2012
668. Her Fond Memories 10/28/2012
669. The Lure Of Lady Fame 10/28/2012
670. Death Of Flirting 10/27/2012
671. In Heaven, Or Hate Driven 10/27/2012
672. Ch-Impressionist Painter 10/25/2012
673. A Friend Or Foe 10/25/2012
674. E=mc2 10/25/2012
675. Two Birds Of A Feather 10/25/2012
676. The Race Is To The Swift 10/25/2012
677. The Mystery Of ‘here' And ‘now' 10/19/2012
678. Not Life, Death Is Real 10/19/2012
679. Life A Short Span Betwixt Two Deaths 10/19/2012
680. Warmer Still Is My Native Womb 10/17/2012

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There Are Books And Books, But

A book loud and loose if not lusty,
Read and re-read to the last page,
Dog-eared oft gets but scarce dusty,
And dies of torn limbs ere her age!

While a tome beautifully bound,
Decorated wall-hanging wisdom
Like sword and armour of a kingdom,
Dies treasured a tall bookcase bound.

Or may long live not a page turned,
To die unread of ripe old age,
Or by next generation earned,
Yellowed, book-worms devoured in rage!

There’s a thing common— books or men,
But a few significant can.

Read the full of There Are Books And Books, But

Lonely Hearts

No Fathers’ Day card e’er failed to arrive,
Nor yet a sterile call on Mothers’ Day;
A family album on a lean day
Kept deserted memories still alive,
As did the once-in-a-blue-moon visits
That waned thinner as every season changed.

The Spartan flat, once modestly crowded,
Looked more spacious now than it ever was,

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