Gurleen kaur Narang

I want to sleep, to converse. I think of my heart, my hunger, my mind. Words Play with the words. The right choice of words is want makes you a great poet or writer. I fall in love with words..i win the hearts with the right use of words. All that is bad can be avoided in life through the right use of words. And words from jaw, If leave their positions, never come back! Mask My life has become hollow from inside. With so many masks, Everything I hide emotions, feelings, silence, thoughts, words The first rain, thunder and its sounds, pouring down from the mighty heavens into my soul and i sense it outside and inside me. Beautiful poem and your innocence and sense of wonder in this poem attracted me. The poem beautifully describes 'the mouse' at night in search of food He was a fluffy, breathtaking white mouse.He entered the kitchen before I could jump out of my bed.Then came the sounds from the kitchen that were clear enough to tell me 'he was hungry'. I write today about this magnificent creature in the morning. Music Music runs in my blood, Music constitutes my veins. Music is what Maketh Me, Music is what I inherited through genes. Poem When despair looms into my view, And dearest dreams seem blighted, I write a poem, My spirit once again is ignited! My urge My urge ist o travel to A place unknown, Where mind is free my prayer Here's no need at all For an impressive prayer, For the minute we seek him, He is always there! God knows everything. The complete reliance on God. This is a promising poetess who thinks, cogitates and works hard to creat beautiful poetry. I read all her poems. Like it immensely. She is promising. Hope that she will continue to work hard to make the best out of her inborn abilities to become one of the greatest poets. God bless you dear poetess. Dr. Antony Theodore