Time Deficit: English Poem
life oh life you have lost your shine
where is my precious oh precious dear time
the clock is running a hundred meter race
my heart beat is also shooting up its pace Continue reading →
life oh life you have lost your shine
where is my precious oh precious dear time
the clock is running a hundred meter race
my heart beat is also shooting up its pace Continue reading →
Audio of hindi poetry Cheeni Zyada
कभी चीनी कम थी कभी चीनी ज्यादाI
कभी थे वो शामिल कभी सिर्फ वादा
I कभी झुर्मोटो में थे बहते समु न्दर
कही सपनो में सिर्फ आते ये मंज़र I
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Found another poet par excellence, when he recites he not only gives poem a musical touch but also involves his whole body in the process.
His motto is pretty similar to mine, I want to bring poetry to everyone , he wants to make people who hate poetry to love him.
If people love him ,they by extension will love his work which is poetry. Liked this thought….
here is a Ted talk by him.. Continue reading →
Hostel Life, a poem on the beautiful days spend in college hostels, the friends we make, the fun we had and the life we lived..A poem by Ankit Gupta Continue reading →
बहुत लिखता हूँ में,
कुछ सुनने को,
इक नया किस्सा,
सबको बतलने को.
कभी ग़ज़ल
कभी शेर
लिखता हूँ में बहुत
दिन और सवेर
Hindi poetry Continue reading →
Would like to be a part of a kickass experiment where 50 people all over the world will record one poem?Details at https://www.facebook.com/MrUnreasonable/ Continue reading →
Just saying the way it is, the way you feel and the way it is supposed to be said brings out the poetry in its purest form Continue reading →
WO SUBHAY KII LAALI ,WO SHAAM KA DHALNA,
KHIRKI SAE PARDA HATAA KAE TOE DEKHO,
WO BAARISH KI BOONDAE, WO THANDII HAWAAIAN,
ZARAA CHATH PE KUCH PAL, BITTAA KAE TOE DEKHO.
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Everything today is looking so damn dull grey
The black and the white no longer in the fray
The green and the red fallen by the way
The blue and the yellow no longer so mellow Continue reading →
Clouds whisper to the moon,
as he passes her tanned face,
curtains her with white smoke,
to rave themselves in a secret place,
I, breathe in silence,
peeping over the window sill Continue reading →
I am playing the music of sorrow…
Do you have spare happiness i can borrow..
I stood here playing my life’s symphony
Entire life i spent looking for someones sympathy
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