to the coffin, from cradle
surpass sarcastic smiling hurdles
did i get, for what i was sent? ? ?
to learn, that i was meant.
...
i'm square, four in drowsy night,
alone in dim street light
...
surprising cloud goes insane
its winter rain....
calm fog friends with wild drops
buckets of water bought from sea shop
...
0 sea, give me your of calm silence,
my people are lost in cruel violence.
0 forest, spread the kind deepness
...
No.. not the einstien, schrodinger..not even hisenberg
its you who messed me up
ain't you more complex than science,
...
footsteps says,
someone was there.
for the nostalgic,
no one did really cared...
...
i would prefer to call my words random righting rather than ' poems'.... whatever i feel, i try to express in my words... you can find my words also at www.pibi2.blogspot.com)
A Graduate
to the coffin, from cradle
surpass sarcastic smiling hurdles
did i get, for what i was sent? ? ?
to learn, that i was meant.
Those shedding the shelters in sunshine
departing the dears who were mine
days and night without sleep
street and state i sweep
did it worth paid,
all those sacrifices i made? ? ? ?
Am i a graduate who could,
put the trust in the lord
bind the beloveds to the love's cord
turn down the thirsty sword red
welcome the guest with shared bread.
A graduate who could,
light a ray of knowledge,
find the wisdom way as life surge.
I have read your all poems, ALL these are nice one.actually a great one, Keep it up, hope I shall see more poems like this, I enjoyed those thoroughly Be successful as a poet.