Their love unspoken, their hatred unsaid
their lips ain't sealed
their mouth ain't shut.
...
I ferry a big fat book on my back to read
I read it mostly not..for my eyes can't see
Not that I am blind
but 'coz they steal the light away
...
Woven with care, the silken twine,
the bonds of love, of man with man.
The desire to give and desire to thank,
...
Oh lord initiator of my life
Oh divine being, king of kings
At thy feet I place my heart,
...
The world is a film
God is it's Director
Nature it's producer
...
I saw today two sparrows communicate
they vented sorrow, they let out grief;
They vented all that mutilate relief
...
Doth skin maketh a poem?
or does content do true.
why do we caress macaws and flamingoes
...
As years rolleth into months,
as did days to hours;
as blossoms swirled with the wind
into another world at bay.
...
I can’t ask thou for help oh God,
I simply can’t.
Because, I know thou blesseth only efforts
Where mine art meager?
...
Life's nothing...but all a season of diwali
chill at dusk and chill at dawn
All shimmer and quiver adorn the dark
...
Today in the morning upon the shores
I saw women of forties lazily stroll
Holding hands, walking eyes in the skies
...
Give me a reason I want to smile
Give me the hope to tread, yet another mile
Too long has passivity bound me
...
The smile on my lips is a lie
the blush in my eyes, even bigger a lie
that's the time, hind the pillow
I rush to cry.
...
I snoozed in my arm chair
I saw a worm struggle
I set it free, to ease its dismay
But then I saw there was nay
...
I am not the kind of an all time poet.poetry for me is pure pleasure! I am fond of old English literature, that is why majority of my writes contain archaic English. I love to read both home and foreign poets equally well. I have been writing poems from my early childhood.Over a period of time my poems have gained maturity, rather my mind has done so.I love receiving comments from people, whether praise or constructive criticism, I can appreciate both at par! I would continue to write through the rest of my life, it is pure passion.)
The Unspoken Truth
Their love unspoken, their hatred unsaid
their lips ain't sealed
their mouth ain't shut.
But canst doth utter, a word that
doth shun all agony, all pain, all sorrow....
That which causeth their heart to well up
with tears and swoon to silence
Their tale told everywhere, heard nowhere
their growl aggressive, their prowl threatening...
their roar, that doth threaten the might of man...
their dare doth flowed into blood
The trigger that rose, to silence the
voice, that never did exist...!
hi, i have just downloaded your poems.looking forwrd for a pleasure of reading good poems...sunil pund, nigadi
Hi, how are u? no new creation? looking forward to read something new! sunil pund, nigadi.