Dr Hitesh Sheth
Biography of Dr Hitesh Sheth
I am a student of psychiatry and might always remain so......I love to practise karate and yoga......As a scorpio, I am passionate about the things I do......Sometimes I jot down the thoughts on a paper which people call, a poetry...... Biography......His story was too common to be told......Thanks for visiting this page......
Dr Hitesh Sheth Poems
When the hopes are hassled And relationships are rattled Naïveté asks, why me? When wishes are whacked
A Train Of Stress
The rats’ adept in a rat race Buy the tickets from a shrink, And board a train of mental stress, Hurriedly in a wink.
Tax The Love
Oh Politicians! you are now thinking to levy “Flush Tax”, In future, you may tax even our earwax…
A Faithful Lover
He alone struts with swagger fine, To tame alike, humans and kine. He breathes with us, with us he dines,
Oh! bloody thirsty soul breakers Oh! manipulative nerve wreckers; Playing with the beings like puppets, Relishing their hearts in buffets.
The Bullets Of Sorrow
The lethal bullets of sorrow Aim at our rosy morrows, By the cruel devilish FATE, Push the men through sadness gate.
O gushing crescendo Thy silent stealth A cool and misty Watery wealth
A Shadow of hard stone shivers in the soft water Icy winter night.
Frustrated I stood in front of the God to Pray, And asked him why lunatics are increasing day by day.
Erotomania-A Delusion Of Love
A moth or an innocent boy Or incessantly talking toy Caught helplessly In a nature’s ploy:
Audacity To Hope
When the recession of opportunities Knock downs, towns and cities; When the flood of tension Hits alike, huts and mansions;
Oft an adults with childish mentality do marriage With an aim to travel in life’s joyful carriage. On fate’s tortuous road of uncertainty With an aim to sing life’s joyous ditty
Singing Sorrowful Song
Why hearts all sing sorrowful ditties, Why nightmares torment dreams pretty, Why sorrow revels in fate’s kitty, Why sorrow humbles joy’s uppity,
Nothing is worthwhile or worthy to find; Everything is futile, like chasing the wind. The breathless sun chases the darkness since ages
Sub Prime Crisis (Haiku)
An Earthquake of greed-
Tsunami of Sub Prime Crisis
in sea of finance
The Sub Prime Crisis-
Starvation for poor and
dieting for rich
The Sub Prime Crisis-