Biography of Vikrant Jog
Nothing as a biography. I am a student of commerce, have liking for poetry and literature. Just want to improve and depict maturity in the poems.
Vikrant Jog Poems
That Melted Ice-Cream...
I saw her eyes, That day, Deep, Drowning in emotions,
Mist On The Mirror...
When I saw in her eyes, That day I recollected, Recollected the time, I had spent viewing me,
A Sympathetic Contract...
From that day, We parted away, Tell me... You never missed me,
Mind In A Mirage
Every second I crave, For new substance to play, Every second a new Avatar, Intelligence of my subconscious,
The Song Of Midnight Love...
I left away that city, And just walked to this place, What a midnight of despair, Walking alone on the beach,
The Addictive Loss
That night, When we came close, And our body collided, I knew you where the one,
The Ecstasy Of Love...
It is me, And just me, Lost, In the thoughts,
And The Tears Fall
These days, Have become, The days, Left in lament,
The Flute Of The Unknown...
From the cliff, Where I live, Flows a waterfall, Makes its way,
Wishing everyone my happiness, I embrace your sorrow, The dead civilians from Baghdad, Too are my brothers,
In the clumsy room, Was left a sick fellow, In lament, For the deeds,
The glass of ale, And smoke in hand, The bosom of madness, Now,
Ecstasy For The Unknown.
The eyes that I saw, Which I never saw, Where the lake of love, Which is a mere feeling,
In the outer mess, Subrogated insight, Winds of emotions, Flow up,
Why can't I live with the love and the bliss,
It always dices me with tremendous stress,
We are the infants for the Almighty God,
Stuck always into the deserted cause,
Then we are alone, we know whom we need,
Then someone should be ready for a mutual deed,
Being alone could be like crushing a majestic wall,
But can we go against the nature's call,