bakuli bhakali Poems
- When People Die How people actually feel when they die? ? ...
- Please! Don'T Look At Me Like...
- Birth Of A Changed Morning There's a woman in me. She's ...
- Holding A Dream You know? ! I was at the ...
- How It Feels To Be Wife You may treat me As you like. I'm ...
- I Wanted To Be Their Daughter I wanted to be their daughter, ...
- Happiness The young girl next door Isn't happy. As her dear...
I’m an amateur poet love writing and reading poetry with my limited experience and exposure to the world. My love for poetry isn’t a sudden discovery. I loved it since my childhood. Although! My earliest interest was in poems written in my mother tongue. Later it shifted to English poems.
I belong to Assam, a north-eastern state of India. I grew up in a rural household and did my schooling ... more »
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Action begins where true emotion and intentions are there. When you think, speak, talk, act and experience an emotion is created. This emotion decides your intention. Until you speak, write, talk peop...Bakuli Bhakali
The tramp we meet in railway stationbakuli bhakali
Bazar or roadsides
Was not poor
He's just needy
But we're poor
And perhaps greedy too
In spite of having everything ...
Poetry is the wild weedsbakuli bhakali
Grown, from unsown seeds
It's not just what you read in books
Not always as it looks
It's a scratch out of rage
On a blank page
''Your innocence accompanies you until you're ignorantbakuli bhakali
And the day you're wise you become wicked too''
''If I don't respond to your call I'm either asleep or lostbakuli bhakali
So, don't disturb me, you idiot!
You know not how hard it is to forget oneself when you're awake or alive''
When People Die
How people actually feel when they die? ?
Where do they go? what do they do?
I want to know
If I die I won't be able to come back and say
Strange isn't it?
But everybody dies
some early in the morning
some when the evening is beginning
some after a joyful day
some with thousand debts to pay
some make millions cry
and some with none to say good bye!
But my friend!
how we die
that's none others' choice
but we do.
If you want to die a thousand's death then live for others
say our fathers.
Or die with none to ...