a friend of mine, went on journey divine. gave no time, to say hi or good bye, hard on heart, to let him depart, yes he is apart, but struck like dart. we all can just say, for you we will pray. the cups we shared, the tips we paid. the moments we shared, all
The tree on the road, Was green before the autumn 🍂. And leaves were bright green, It slowly changed to rusty, And from rusty to the yellow. The veins carried food and water, Are now just hollow. The crops turn golden , And grains are dry. Time can’t stop, Even if you try. Aging is
For how much time ? The name on sand Will keep on stand . How the name A name so small Will be grand . Will keep on stand A fort of trust Without any lust Will be a brand Will keep on stand The name is still on stand May be erased Just by
We can if we wish, Returning is never so tough, It’s not mandatory, But it’s a choice, You can say openly, Who suppress your voice, And decision you make, Are not of iron, or steel, You can break them whenever you feel, And life is not a movie, Where you can rewind the reel, The
To all the men Who work till day’s end They get up early Leave the home, never been lazy To keep the family cozy No holiday No excuse The burden of responsibilities Makes the shoulder more strong Legs are ment to move, hold and strengthen Feet are the roots That nourish the family May be
A house in the peaks A window full wide Attached in the wall A mattress in the wall A room so cozy Either big or small Fireplace in the centre A cup of coffee And book in the hand The thoughts could run Walk or fly high But my wishes remain alive And my heart
I may not stay here forever will just pass like the winds Will leave only my sweet realisation But there will not be a mark I will move like the sand Rivers are free to take me anywhere Will not be like the scientific theories Which change according to time My thoughts will be mine
Of what I see ??? May be yes What I see. I am a fan of Nature at its best When on a full moon night All spirits rest. I am a fan of Music , music at its peak When a low lightning street Create an atmos full of freak I am a fan
You are right The time is right May be something Is not right The way I am It would be wrong The clouds may appear They may hide the reality But not for a long Either right or wrong It will in limelight I have to fight Against my own self To change Change by
A bike i wished to have, Son of a store owner later bought that, I went somewhere else to study, My classfellow in front of me bought that, Later in my job , a colleague’s bro gifted him the same bike i wisheshed… The whole piece ort is based on real story of my life.
In response to #weekly challange 167 #keepitalive , word “nuance” 38 words poem. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/weekend-writing-prompt-167-nuance/ Although many deuties Are there To do. She wins my heart Without any clue. We are two pictures, back to back Pasted with a glue. I can guess her Every nuance And she knows my every hue… © Ankush Sharma 2020
The world interact in words, Either lonely or in herds. Everything is hidden in the words. Michael to Michelle, Ria to Raj, Ivanovich to Sytzeff, From kind to bluff, Good or bad stuff, From sparrow to thunder-birds Everything is hidden in words. You know when we talk Its the words that only walk. You and
Yes right Radio of my heart, It is so simple , so lazy Not at all smart. Yes right the radio of my heart, It is not automatic It is a kick start . Yes right The radio of my heart, It simply catch frequency And doesn’t follow chart. Yes right The radio of my
yes we failed, tried our best. every scheme, every tect . but still we failed, from a long battle with time and mind. to sing a song, to do a ding – dong. but we failed. the night was dark, there was enough spark. the breeze was so cool, we wished to do a rock.