Sameer Agnihotri Poems
|1.||Ballad On An Autumn||4/4/2015|
|2.||Dream Of A Lover||4/4/2015|
|3.||An Ode On A Mother||4/5/2015|
|4.||A Silent Night||4/6/2015|
|6.||A Cup Of Tea In Winter||6/2/2015|
|9.||Father, My Guidebook||6/21/2015|
|11.||A College Canteen||7/8/2015|
|13.||A Lonely Road||2/27/2015|
|15.||A Balloon Peddler||4/3/2015|
|18.||A Dried Tree||2/27/2015|
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A Dried Tree
I was once a flowering tree arose form a baby seedling;
All I needed mother gave me,
When I was young, I was strong;
I have seen fury of Mother Nature; her anger deepened my roots, as heated and beaten carbon is diamond;
I have seen wars, I have seen pestilence;
I was ready to serve, the world always wanted more.
Scars still visible, pain forgotten ages before.
Happy I am to serve this world, gave my organs to warm mass, and gave shelter from Helios riding his chariot across the sky.
All the time I gave never demanded anything.
Now thin I am, weak are my limbs, ...
A Lonely Road
You are short, you are long, you are straight, and you are curved;
Sometimes leveled, sometimes debris is your form;
You take everyone, everywhere, no questions, and no answers.
I see a road, a road lonely; steps go forward and backward;
Stationary thou are, wonder people say which road goes..?
Alone is road, barren, soul devoid, wind, buzzing;
Why no men, no flock? Where it goes?
People panic, or pass it a village, inhibited; disease or pestilence;
Or ominous; or bringer of misfo