Biography of krishna dasani
hi ppl.. i m krishna from india.. i am a law student.. poetry writting juz started in the late teens of my life n now its bcum my life.. i write them to ease my emotional pangs, to double my joy, to express myself, to share my thoghts; feelings; emotions with others and perhaps, to share my very self with others.. its my passion n not profession.. its not my hobby its my obsession.. and i m here coz its to share not to keep jus in my posesssion..
krishna dasani's Works:
aspiring to publish one soon.. and have a poem 'always remember' published in anne geddes' gift book 'forever friends'
krishna dasani Poems
I Could Never..................
Oh! My beloved, I always wished to gift you a flower Which may carry the fragrance of my love But I could never...
Aaouch! ! ! Damn Love
Damn love.. It hurts.. It pricks.. It makes you bleed..
I stood in within the valley, Where the mountains kissed the sky; With a trembling voice I released a mournful cry – “You are not being fair”
Muskurata Chehra (Hindi)
Raahon pe aaya tha jab bhi koi mod, Humne pichhe mudke dekha tha, Sare apne Hume Gaye the chhod, Par muskurata ek chehra humne har baar dekha tha!
One Of The Closest Friends..
I want you to know that, For all we have been through – All the sharing; the encouragement, The serious & the silly times,
Door is locked; And the key is Lost, Fate is cursed; And life is Frost,
Doors slam, Chains rattle; You win the war, But you lose the battle;
Alive Or Dead?
She's sitting alone, Eyes in a daze; Her life a map of confusion, And world's like a maze..
Adhura Rishta (Hindi)
Jitna hai tumko Jana, Dil yeh chahe tumhe apna banana; Jitna Pyaar hai tumse paya, Mar hi jaayenge agar tumko humne khoya.
Changed Times! !
Gone are those days, When splendid were your ways. Every smile you have flashed, Makes me weep n hurts my wounds, they get slashed!
I'M Alive! ! !
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away. There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice. To change myself, I'd rather die. Though they will not understand.
I like the tears that flow from the depth of my helpless despair. I love the tears
Cut You Out! !
You poisoned my life, So I take this knife, And I cut you out... Cut you out...
Cut You Out! !
You poisoned my life,
So I take this knife,
And I cut you out...
Cut you out...
But if only I could do so,
Coz you are still there,
Indise my soul,
Haunting my mind...
Forcing me to die…