shakti shetty Poems

I'm in search of a person,
I won't ask her to be good to me
Though I would like her to be talking
For words is all I have, to share
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You must have seen a few roses bloom
With beauty insane, ending up in tomb
I aren't that thorn, mind you again,
Lying across the soil under cloudy rain
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i remember a friend of mine
who used to be close to my eyes
always in a turmoil of rage and courage
in between the line of love and hate
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Friends, you won't believe the level of laziness i'm going through... the last time i wrote some verses was way back in April... so i just wrote this non-poetry theme for explaining my current state of affair! ! !

I wish I could write down like I used to... but now-a-days its more like laziness has crept over me and I'm stranded inside of me. I'm working two jobs 6 1/2 days a week to make sure my idle mind doesn't get it fodder for devil and my pocket stays comfy. But still I'm getting all weaned up of my earlier creative side which included newspaper clippings and poems and stories and novels alike.
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What else is there in life
just a bit of food and sleep,
just a bit of love and dreams,
just a bit of death and scene,
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If i were a rich man,
i wouldn't care any less,
would have kissed goodbye,
every vices i got and
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No more nests to build, no more seeds to spill
I care no more
of love and pain and change and shame
I've walked too long with my head intact
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What is there to love, except,
some words of wit, cadence of praise
in bountiful lores of delicious taste,
a beguiling line of face called smile
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When the darkness falls on your brow,
and you don't see nor you know,
just remember me, my love
for I loved you more than I ever could show.
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In innocence lies love
unheld by words
drowned in emotions,
of lonely existence
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