Diplove gautam

Freshman - 562 Points (23rd December 1992 / Nepal)

Diplove gautam Poems

1. Westerner 6/5/2011
2. Wushu Life 6/12/2011
3. Ashes Of Stick 6/12/2011
4. Windmill At Sitka 8/28/2011
5. Vibrating Casino 9/1/2011
6. Still Same You Are Same 9/9/2011
7. Jot Of Jolification 9/9/2011
8. We Felt 9/23/2011
9. Forest Of Fire 12/4/2012
10. Moon Comes Soon 12/4/2012
11. Unfill The Vessel To Again Fill 12/4/2012
12. Insensible Mind 12/11/2012
13. Terrible Voice 12/20/2012
14. Go And Find A Way 6/17/2013
15. Nature 6/17/2013
16. My Students 6/25/2013
17. Feeling To Students 6/25/2013
18. People Around 4/18/2014
19. Voyage Of Ascetic 4/18/2014
20. Narrow River 4/18/2014
21. Love You Woman 4/19/2014
22. Rain That Rained 5/1/2014
23. No Rhymes 5/7/2014
24. Realm Of Mine 5/14/2014
25. Eyes They See 10/25/2014
26. Ultimate Stretch 10/26/2014
27. People 11/8/2014
28. We Live 11/8/2014
29. Bullies 11/9/2014
30. Bicky Boss 11/9/2014
31. Thoughts Leading Transformation 11/9/2014
32. Change Inside 11/18/2014
33. Journey In Search Of Harmony. 11/25/2014
34. Intention 12/2/2014
35. Love To Arrive 12/8/2014
36. Best Day 12/25/2014
37. A Loaf Of Bread 4/11/2014
38. Life 4/17/2014
39. Spain Worldcup 6/17/2014
40. Pages Since Life Made A Change 9/13/2014

Comments about Diplove gautam

There is no comment submitted by members..
Best Poem of Diplove gautam

Society Near

Looking faces i see pain of course,
Nourished by the elixir of universe,
People seem not to be believe truth,
Luring limitation of society thy breath.
Astronauts are out there calm and silent,
Pricks and politicians loud and violent.

Pain is the stuff they plan for real,
Babels of animals hide in the humans,
Feared by all thoughts and pious,
Bleeding and bruised thy live here,
Novice are taught for the battles,
World is in tyranny and treacherous.

Read the full of Society Near

Windmill At Sitka

Leaving the city, heading way to hill.
We lost the fuel, then saw a windmill.
Hilly, Filthy, Stony, it was hard way Bill.
The way was dark, there were mark, it may kill.
It was harder, more suffocating, neither chill.
It was raining by we reach there until.
We been to glasberg, nibble and even Jamaica.
I say, we saw, strange windmill right there at sitka.

[Report Error]