tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28038887257736805352012-02-17T06:33:02.972+05:30Some of my poems written over many years. Not posted here in any chronological order.Vinod_Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14654167848186778789noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2803888725773680535.post-39601195947004730812011-11-05T18:09:00.003+05:302011-12-16T10:21:58.607+05:30

Value some their souls wholeAnd wear with pride soles with holes,Others pierce their souls with holesAnd flaunt their fancy soles whole. Blessed those with souls wholeWearing with pride soles whole,Lucky those with holes in soulsSuffering bites of holes in soles.(Inspired by a photograph of Barack Obama wearing shoes with holes in soles, and the fact that most Indian politicians prefer holes

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'Be cool!'How easy it isfor me to say it,as difficult as it isfor you to stay it;I'm the fool.I drool. How easy it isfor me to show it,as difficult as it isfor you to know it;I'm the fool.You rule. How difficult it isfor me to rue it,as easy as it isfor you to do it;I'm the fool.'You fool!' How difficult it isfor you to say it,as easy as it isfor me to stay it;I'm the cool!

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Wake up sovereign, stop this plunder Don't let them tear your land asunder For netas elected in your name Vote is free and nation fair game Not for you, they're chopping it to loot You will remain right under their boot Wake up sovereign, stop this plunder Don't let them tear your land asunder Once they led inspired by ideals Today they con driven by deals Once from yoke they set you

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And now You are a body. It is lying there On a floor You never did. It. Hands that Never dared touch Hit chest And kiss To push life in. Death has already kissed. Friends weep As do foes. Is it for you? Or their loss? Even a tear Of unexpected joy. You feel nothing You do not know; You have Since long gone home. It is lying there. It.

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As a tasty morsel I munch at lunch in a roadside dhaba, a gentle tap makes me turn. An empty plate I see and a child beggar to her mouth pointing. Anger swells. Away! I shoo her; Can’t she wait? Can't she see? I'm eating and very hungry? A pang of regret hits as the next bite finds my mouth. At her helpless plight, was it, I lost my cool? What if she is hungry too? As pensive

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Give me not just your love, I want your respect too Give me not just you silence, I want your words too Give me not just your heart, I want your head too Give me not just your body, I want your soul tooNot for me just a bit or two, I want the whole of you....

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When I see you in my dreams My heart for you loudly screams Please come back to me my own Like this I can't go on for long When hastily in fear you left me last I thought as always you'd be back fast But to see me you declined every time Just left me alone down and crying Ever since I've been waiting to hear Your voice whispering into my ear I do love you and you are mine Can you not

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Coercive diplomacy sans military might Can never generate intended fright A toothless mouth Can only shout How can it inflict the threatened bite?

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The more you know,The less you know,You know.

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Bureaucracy is designed To enable Extraordinary individuals To deliver Ordinary results

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Though we are physically far and apart I am in you and you beat in my heart Our whispers of love we can clearly hear But not the words of those who are near

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There is nothing left of me my friend But a battered and shattered heart that bleeds Many a wound it had borne with strength But this last one was just too deep

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Come drop into my arms Shedding all your fearsCry as much as you want I'll wipe away the tears Drink them off your cheek Eye and the trembling lipAnd hold you as you slip Into deep, blissful sleep

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Many you will find in each nook Who look better than they are; Who are better than they look Spot you will only few and afar

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You don't want me to ever go Yet you haven't ever let me in For years I've stood at your door This is punishment for which sin?

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A small man makes look big The small things he loudly does A big man makes look small The big things he quietly achieves

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I sit wondering in the sun Who created this puzzling one With infinite poise charm and grace And many strange and wondrous ways Woman called is she... Pleasure she brings in her fold Joy that lasts but not long And gives way to pain and song To sing to who is now a stone Unmoved, untouched, silent and cold Woman called is she... Dazzling eyes and tender skin Hide the cruel

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You are that petite damsel With eyes like deep pools  Of love,laughter like a musical  Mountain stream, Hands like little  Buttercups and gait like a gentle,  Majestic tigress  Who draws me, pulls me Ever so gently, ever so surely  To the milky tenderness  Of her proud little breasts

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The cloth that rests On your tender self Rings bells of bliss And happiness So full of life Frolic and fun Ain't you divine, My angelic one?

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For long I lay buried An average man; Born into the world To leave my mark I died young After a brief flicker. Living among masses Of anonymous existence, Life was a mundane chore. You came along And lit my lamp And I did flicker again The glow of hope awakes me To know myself anew With you my love I'll move the world Will you light My lamp forever?

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There is nothing more to writeI have written all I could.My mind refuses to think,What is there left to brood?A strange feeling envelops meI'm so empty and yet so full.Heavy eyes and tired brainRepel even trivial matters,I want to sleep but it doesn't comeI move through time in a daze.I hate to work, I hate to talkQuestions I loathe to answer,The answers are so manyAnd yet there's nothing to

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Alone for monthsThinking of you,With only a phoneTo caress and sootheWith the voiceOf distant love.Stubborn distanceWhy don't you yieldAnd let us beTo stroke and feelThe silenceOf close embrace?

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You look beautifulNo more.Where has goneThe face I love?Those large, innocent eyesNow scare meWith their consummate skillOf glowing with loveTo many a manAll at once.Deep in themThe calculator whizzes;A smile is beamed,The voices softensAnd many fall...I look at youYour eyes avertThey know I know.Your lips look swollen,Your teeth distortedThe smile a fakeAs is the voice.One foolWill fall no more.

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My destiny from God I snatchedAnd gave it to my loveShe walked away with a shrug:Who needed it anyway?God and destiny laugh at meAs I stand alone without a pathI've begun to dig onto the earthNo further can I go.

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The light of long dead starsCrowds into my heart,My dim flame it snuffs outA black hole I too have become.

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From the heapOf my ashesA tiny flame risesEven as embers have died.Don't nurse this flameAnd fan it not,For the fire shall consumeAnd leave behindTwo hopelessly pulverisedHeaps of ash,EntwinedOn charred ground.

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I batheIn the warmthThat washes meAnd driftIn the acheLingering in my heart.If this be loveLet it flowTill I'm drownedAnd lost.

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So many wordsRemain unspoken.So much to sayBut there's a wallPierced only by eyesThat see, lowerAnd look away,StrainedBy lips that do not moveAnd throatThat hasn't a voice.And many wordsRemain unspoken....

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Echoes in memory are all I carryAnd a little voice which tells me,What is not today shall be tomorrow;What today is not tomorrow shall be

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On this dayOf joyous celebrations,Of the chimes of time,Memories of tearsAnd happiness,And the excitementOf hopes and expectations.I rememberYour singing voice,Soothing words,Love, careAnd ministration,Your peaks, moansAnd reciprocationAnd I prayFor fulfilling joy,Auspicious chimes,For song, blissAnd caring sharing,For kids, chaosAnd happy rearing!

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The din of silenceCrashes into my ears,Shadows of despairCrowd into my heart.Hands paralysedBy the weight of distance,Voice drownedBy the rattle of quiet,I remainPraying and pleadingTo a stoneAt rest,Pelting booms of silence....

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Two birds of joyPerch on my tree of sorrow,HarbingersOf a golden tomorrow.Again.......tomorrow.

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I see the solitary crowAnd take him as my lot,For you've chosen to read meAs something I am not.

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Till you keep lookingFor what you canGet from me,Rather than whatYou can giveTo us,We will remain dividedBy the oceanOf mistrustAnd buffeted byThe winds ofDestructive thought.

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When I'm with you,My love findsA melancholic expression.Exhilaration suppressedI wear a tormented look.Voice I hearCalling me away;Having found youI know I have not.A stillborn loveI cradle.Oh! how do ISing and dance?

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He wanted to love her in similar veinBut all his efforts were wasted in vainForgetting their bondHe went for the blondAnd now that 'miss' is giving him pain

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The less you have the more you share, The more you have the less you care.

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Moonlight on wet leaves Makes them quiver in the still night Its mark of passionate love it leaves And takes a hurried flight Still and forlorn they wiltDry and lifeless in painful separationMemories of love enjoyed to the hiltAwaiting next celebration

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Why does it feel just right with you?Why does it sound all deep and true?Why does it look so bright not blue?Why does it stick real firm like glue?Is it because it's always been you,Across time and space all through?Were we never ever far and apart,Even when life was playing its part?Tell me my love, my mate of soul,Is that why you make me whole?Is that why when it's dark and trite,In me

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Hands smeared with colour I stood long at your doorstep To colour your countenance With a bit of myself At last you appeared in the doorway Wearing a worried look Many unknown hands reached you Before I could raise mine A purple face you raised To look at me through untouched eyes I found your cheek and neck And brushed your tender bosom. A warmth

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Diffidently I had accepted My fate As others wished The world Loomed menacingly And drowned My little voice I writhed And cried silently But could not Take my step The coward In spineless armour Masqueraded As my real self Lashing out I hit the world Which shrank With a hurt look. My destiny From them I snatched And changed it As I had wished The

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Again and again I have hurt you And dug deep into your wounds, My own wounds still unhealed, I have wanted you to just go... For once I know Who I want and that is None but you. Never will I hurt you Or open old wounds As I have thus far done. Like a flower I'll keep you love Forever, with tender care.

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A cigarette is lit Up in smoke it goes It is lit again Raindrops fall And go into the ground They fall again We meet to love To love and part And go our separate paths Raindrops will fall Cigarettes will be lit Will we ever meet again To stay And not to split?----------------------------------------------------- In the silence of My room thoughts Rush into my mind

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