V P Mahur Poems

(11/02/2015)
I often try to find out
And time and again ponder
Over my existence here
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Common sense is most uncommon
Whether it is man or woman
Practical behavior is gone rare
Whether it is normal life or profession
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Life is spring
When we are
Blossomed with pleasure
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Life is not what we think of it
But life is what others estimate of it
We can favour our acts to prove them right
But at the same time the world can make a shit
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The showers of springs
Give the imagination
Soft and light wings
And take the heart
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The love is dangerous
Like a sword
With twin blades sharp
When your love is with you
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A song of sweet love
Touches the strings of heart
And descends into the eyes
Fluttering the loving wings
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Often and again
I thinks of me
And the more I think
The more confused I become
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From life too much expectations
Just add to our frustrations
For, we feel missing something
Though not destined during creations
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Giant, enormous, largest on earth
Yet so simple and sweet by birth
Moves slowly on four heavy logs
Royal in moves, never cares barking dogs
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