Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 289 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Aniruddha Pathak Poems

41. This Much I Sure Can 10/17/2012
42. The Room Was Filled With Gloom 10/19/2012
43. My Wish When Died Once Again 10/19/2012
44. In Seeking, You Sought No Deliverance 10/25/2012
45. As All Waves In Water Vanish 10/25/2012
46. Hello Winter 10/25/2012
47. In Death Equal Made 10/25/2012
48. Journey Is All 10/25/2012
49. My Epithets 10/25/2012
50. The Dilemma 10/25/2012
51. Fair Or Unfair, Life's There 10/25/2012
52. The World Like A Cookie Jar Is 10/25/2012
53. To Be Happy Is Not To Be 10/25/2012
54. Poetic Tips 10/27/2012
55. Techno-Inventions 10/27/2012
56. Dollar Dreams And World Weariness 10/27/2012
57. To Love Is To Give 10/27/2012
58. The Twain Of Paths Trodden By Men 10/27/2012
59. Why My Thoughts Go To Fruits Still 10/28/2012
60. Moments Melt Ere We Know 10/28/2012
61. Change Immortal Is, Mortal What Has Changed 10/28/2012
62. Pleased Are We When It Pours 10/28/2012
63. Ishaa-Vaasyam1 10/28/2012
64. The March Of Time 10/28/2012
65. Fame 10/28/2012
66. Two Hearts When Beat As One… 10/28/2012
67. A Date With Ducks 10/28/2012
68. Canis Major Is My Saptarshi 10/28/2012
69. Missing You, O Nilgiri Hills 10/28/2012
70. Joy Of Life Its Own Measure Is 10/28/2012
71. Stirrings Of The Soul 10/28/2012
72. A Pot Of Nectar Was When Woman's Womb 10/28/2012
73. When Heart Conspires With Head 10/28/2012
74. While Lilacs Still Wither 10/28/2012
75. In A Beauteous Monsoon Eve 10/28/2012
76. A Lunch Box That Lost Innocence 10/28/2012
77. The Grey Routine 10/28/2012
78. Do Stick To Thine Root 10/28/2012
79. Poetry: What Is, What Is Not 10/28/2012
80. The Spring Ardent Does Call 10/28/2012
Best Poem of Aniruddha Pathak

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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Birth Of Death

Narrate shall I now how Death came ‘pon Earth,
Said Vyasa to Yudhishthir so shattered
By Abhimanyu’s death he wished to die,
‘Shame on me, a young dream now lies scattered’.

A story ‘tis of gilded Golden Age,
Of king Akampan that had lost his all
In war, lost a dear son1 that fought battles
Brave in a losing cause at costs too tall.

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