Vinod Sharma Poems

Alone for months
Thinking of you,
With only a phone
To caress and soothe
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Had Smarter bin Laden hit South or North Block,
He would still have been a hero roaming free in Pak or POK,
A few tiny squeals,
Not a thought of ‘Seals',
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Weep, that leaf has gone,
You plucked and did desert,
The burnt-heart has by someone else
Been joined with his heart.
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To the broken leaf crying,
Said the leaf in prime:
Yesterday you, tomorrow another,
This is the way of time.
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Under the silken
October sun,
My hibiscus blossoms;
It's not my garden.
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No one else before,
She sighs,
Has taken her
Where he has or nigh.
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Of two broken leaves,
So sweet was the union,
Such the colour that filled them,
Pale looked the garden.
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On this day
Of joyous celebrations,
Of the chimes of time,
Memories of tears
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