Viraj Bhanshaly

Rookie (England)

Viraj Bhanshaly Poems

41. Crimson Red 12/5/2006
42. Dark Trees 12/5/2006
43. Myths And Symbols 12/8/2006
44. Stay Forever 12/8/2006
45. The Showers Of Life 12/11/2006
46. Writing Poems Of Crimson 12/11/2006
47. Love...No.2 12/11/2006
48. Evercrimson War 12/12/2006
49. Dreams Of Reality 12/12/2006
50. Earthquake 12/14/2006
51. When Lights Turn Off 12/15/2006
52. Wintry Crimson Morning Sky 12/16/2006
53. Wintry Midnight Moon 12/17/2006
54. Talking To Winter 12/23/2006
55. Voices Of The Dead 12/25/2006
56. One-Sided 1/6/2007
57. Ablazed Death 1/6/2007
58. Delusions 1/6/2007
59. The Dead Wish 12/13/2006
60. Those That Dream 1/8/2007
61. Solitary Figure 1/19/2007
62. Fear 1/28/2007
63. Sensing Serenity 2/20/2007
64. The Learnt Lesson - Part 2 7/26/2007
65. Shadows 3/31/2009
66. Journey 4/8/2009
67. A Friend Who's Weak 4/8/2009
68. Church 12/1/2006
69. Survivor(S) 12/16/2006
70. Watchmaker 3/28/2009
71. Techno Despair 1/8/2007
72. Steps Of Gold (Cold War) 12/16/2006
73. Contrasting Skies 12/12/2006
74. Birds Of Paradise 12/1/2006
75. Skyscraper 12/1/2006
76. Lonely Traveler... 12/3/2006
77. Nonsense Poem 12/3/2006
78. Abalone Shell 11/30/2006
79. Lone Tree 11/25/2006
80. Homesick 12/6/2006

Comments about Viraj Bhanshaly

  • June Smith (12/2/2006 3:34:00 PM)

    eccelent poetical style
    a bit british perhaps

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Best Poem of Viraj Bhanshaly

Late Winter

This Winter came so late,
It hasn't even come,
The warmth still remains,
From late Autumn,
At thirteen it stays,
No frost, wind or coldness,
No shrill in the voices of men,
As they stare into the oncoming snow,
The breeze and quality ice,
Nothing... nothing at all...

It doesn't feel like Winter,
It feels like Late Winter,
That the control panel,
For Winter has been overridden,
Taken over, not knowing when,
How, or even why to start,
Journal burnt in Autumn,
Crisp, warm weather,
Nothing remains,
No snow walks, ...

Read the full of Late Winter

Momentum

Momentum frozen in the world,
Locked in the ice,
Alas now wanting to move
Faster than the mice.

Going round the spindle,
A gyroscope as well,
Momentum driving crazy
Racing into hell.

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