Biography of Niharica Bhardwaj
Niharica Bhardwaj Poems
Don'T Give Me Success! !
O Lord! don't give me success, If it takes away my freedom; Don't give me success, If it pulls me in the ditch of pride;
I Shouldn'T Believe You God! !
I shouldn't believe you God, sugars have turned rancid, lemons have curdled water's turned acid.
See those yellow grasses, and those green trees; See those pink flowers, and those golden bees.
Minute For Midnight! !
The mothhour has died, The wind is blowing mild, The lawns are washed white, and the leaves look bright.
Nature unwinds its, eternal beauty, to manifest its most beautiful booty,
That Night! !
That night I was in bed, That night I can never forget; That night I heard a strange noise; That night a peculiar voice
They sleep on gold, but their souls are sold; no sugar on their tongue, yet their glories are sung!
My Very Normal Life!
I led avery normal life, Luck did have no strife, The sunlight streams, the garden creams,
I Still Have A Twig In My Hair........
The sun was swallowed the gale reappeared, The light narrowed deliriously disappeared.
Life is a lake with ripples of happiness; that make the mortal fake beautiful and ageless.
So many minds treading the land, So many leaves dance the sky,
So many minds
treading the land,
So many leaves
dance the sky,
So many ripples
in the blue sand,
So many flames
born and die.
kill the silence,
run on the leaves,
My soul sought
a peaceful haven,
In the untrespassed
serenity of peace.