Yashovardhan Kulkarni

For Peaceful Should Be Your Death, Loveless Mustn'T Be Your Life. - Poem by Yashovardhan Kulkarni

If the made up bunch won't let your calms quench its thirst,
And if your play has been declared a fickle burst,

You mustn't let the tall and fair Bart decide your ways,
But realize that the preambles are not meant to guide your day,
For you have a right to your detours

Rights would always have a way to drown you about,
But you wouldn't want the fiery dogs to take off,
For you must know colors and pleasant bell rings is what your boats would be made of

Tired old chases are up their to get the best of you,
But you must be heard and must feel yourself here, in this world,
For should you feel so, must flirt the breeze that passes through

Your trifle is not your foe,
You don't have to scrub off the sun to its glistening den,
For your your heart deserves a real chance

Don't have to let the stiff and cold hold you down,
Must have stories to share with your friends,
Laughter to heal your wounds,

For peaceful should be your death, loveless mustn't be your life.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and life

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015

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