shery vincent nazrath
Biography of shery vincent nazrath
From God's Own country....
I write poems as I like to...
When I feel loneliness.......
When I feel hurt....
When I feel happiness....That means If I am normal I never write....But I am not normal always...
shery vincent nazrath Poems
My Favorite Flower
Many flowers are there In my garden All of them are ravishing And different
Am I right Or wrong Still have confusion
I feel hate When I think in which angle do you see me I feel guilty
A Sudden Rain
Startling drizzle Awakes your memory I know you love it Yes, me too...
The Man I Met On My Way
When I was rushing my home Which was so far from my dreams Where I keep my worries safe With a path full of thorns
My smile is hiding in my heart My words are striking in my throat My anger turns into droplets of water I wish to talk a lot
Rain & Death
Rain and death Are alike.... Unexpectedly they come
I Love Thee Three
The Father The Son And The Holy Spirit
A usual evening With a cup of tea In my balcony My eyes caught
It Was My Dream
It was my dream A wonderful dream Which I wished Really should happen
In our life In our relations God created some unneeded links Which are useless in both sides
Innum ninnormmal En mizhikale niraykukil Neeyinnumen hruththil Vasikkunnuvennakaam
You are The fire of my heart The precious treasure to keep The victim of cruel fate
The Last Day
At last I reached In this lonely place Nobody to disturb me Nobody to govern me
The Last Day
At last I reached
In this lonely place
Nobody to disturb me
Nobody to govern me
This world is a big zero
Nothing inside in it
Everyone rushing to get something
Nobody get anything at last