Poetry

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  Swati

  Hey poems....
  i too used to write them..but this was way way back
  
  
  i cant post them here as dont want this trhread to close down 😁
  
  But still i am also waiting for some gud and original stuff to come out over here
  
  Happy Poetry😀
  
  so poets where r u???????
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  Dionysus

  This was written in a drunken haze on New Years eve, when the classical metaphysical imagery of our ephemeral existence, penetrated my substance addled brain and engendered the realization that fleeting, impetuous decision to suckle on the teat of life, is substantially mired by the blasé disregard with which we are apt to treat the glorious gift of vitality.
  
  Time goes on supine,
  Like a runny nose, sans handkerchief.
  Oh! Won’t you let me feel the bulbous joy;
  When I wipe the snot off, Oh so coy.
  Don’t wipe my nose, let the damn thing flow;
  …and finally, in the mucous of time, shall I glow.
  
  Er...maybe I’m still drunk.
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  Jerry

  Dionysus

  This was written in a drunken haze on New Years eve, when the classical metaphysical imagery of our ephemeral existence, penetrated my substance addled brain and engendered the realization that fleeting, impetuous decision to suckle on the teat of life, is substantially mired by the blasé disregard with which we are apt to treat the glorious gift of vitality.
  
  Time goes on supine,
  Like a runny nose, sans handkerchief.
  Oh! Won’t you let me feel the bulbous joy;
  When I wipe the snot off, Oh so coy.
  Don’t wipe my nose, let the damn thing flow;
  …and finally, in the mucous of time, shall I glow.
  
  Er...maybe I’m still drunk.

  Dino! I think you swallowed Websters! 😁
  
  I liked it ! Waiting for more ! 😀
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  aashima

  aan....
  
  i guess writin poetry was never my cup of tea but i di love to enjoy reading some of the best ones out there.... not interested in extremely emotional kinds but like to appreciate with a good logic and subject.....
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  T`u`L`!`P

  i simply love to read....dont have any guts 2 write... 😀
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  arti mishra

  i luv 2 write but didnt make any sensible poem
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  ankur8819

  I wish i could
  
  When at night the staary sky sparkles
  In my dreams numerous desire crackles
  as the stars in the sky are difficuilt to count
  So innumerable my wishes amount
  
  Birds fly in the sky greatly inspie me
  To fly ovr the horizon to the sea
  In order to touch the stars in the sky
  I wish if i could fly that high
  
  For the birds the materialistic boundaries hav no meaning
  Oh god plz bless me with such a blessing
  and there is no end to Godly creations
  I wish i could b lyk the wave in the sea
  Which can never be stopped by any lock and key
  
  Jst as the waves are never still to jump from one shore to another would be a great thrill
  Waves are not bound by any borders
  Only man is bound to follow this order
  I wish i could remain socially unbound
  To lead a life solemly sound !!!
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  Kaustubh Katdare

  Ankur - is that your creation?
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  Anil Jain

  The_Big_K

  Ankur - is that your creation?

  If Yes..
  hats off..
  
  -Crazy
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  banu

  ankur
  it is great piece of work!!;>
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  ankur8819

  Another one by me....but its copied...(from my blog😛 )!!!
  Its a short one...one of those i wrote when i was a novice !!
  
  LIFE -tHe bEsT wOrD
  
  LIFE IS A JOURNEY IT'S DESTINATION UNKNOWN
  lOOK FOR A NEW ADVNTURE EVRY DAWN
  EVERDAY INFACT IS A NEW ADVNTRE 4 YOU
  JUST DO IT WHEN U HAVE YOUR MOVE
  
  LIFE TAKES ,MANY TURNS
  SOME FULL OF ROSES AND SOME FERNS
  BUT EVERY TURN, MY FRIEND
  TEACHES A NEW LESSON EVERY TIME
  
  DONT WORRY COZ IT'S PART OF LIFE
  IT MAKES YOU LAUGH IT MAKES YOU CRY
  IT TEAHES YOU TO BEAR,IT TEACHES YOU TO FIGHT
  
  cOZ MY FRIEND THATS LIFE !!!!
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  arti mishra

  oh ankur very good collection of poems
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  Norvicute

  hi guys...!!
  
  I will share this.. i wrote this in feb. (2008). I have a some more but on my own language..
  
  Man in a desert winter
  By Me
  
  A man travels thru the night
  Gone in exile form his normal life
  Bond from the past prison in the heart
  Embracing is pain and may response in flop
  
  The man seeks his way in an outlying dessert
  Ocean and dragon is his guide in his way
  But distance covers the link in his memories
  Until solitude conquers and covers the surrounding
  
  Turning back must not cross his mind
  Since the desert lord throw the dark and covers the light
  The man has to seek the promise land
  Or embraced the desert that full of dark
  
  The man surpassed the desert storm
  But his Kevlar shield yields to the cold winter strength
  Melting it down until nothing is left
  
  The man weakened and down beneath the sand
  Hopeless with the scorpions marching for a feast
  He knows that there are only few more steps
  To surpassed the winter and go for his next dessert
  
  Suddenly the great wind blows and his eyes opened
  Hearing a voice to clasp to his ears
  The man stands and regains his strength
  Searching for the voice that’s full of music
  
  The voice become his guide now and then
  And beats the dessert winter that covers the air
  The man continue his journey with a smile
  And make the desert as his zero ground
  
  He seeks the fairy beyond the voice
  But the desert wall refused to
  So he just waits for the fairy to crossed thru
  
  Time has past and the fairy voice is lessen
  So the man decided to break through
  But he knows it cannot cross thru the wall
  
  The man has no choice but continue the journey
  Together with the dreams that’s left on his memory
  
  hope you enjoy
  
  😁
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  Ankita Katdare

  Confusion 😒
  
  I find myself as the most confused person.
  Sometimes, I do things completely out of reason.
  I don’t think before doing. I ponder after it’s all done.
  I like so many things. If asked for a passion, I reluctantly say,"I can't answer one."
  The days and nights pass by. And I rise again to face the morning Sun.
  It's all good to write. But, sometimes it’s no fun.
  So you see, I am a totally confused person.
  For now, I just wonder: How will I do in the long run? 😔
  
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  Kaustubh Katdare

  😁
  
  Good stuff @ AbraKadabra & @ Norvicute 😁
  
  Keep up the good work. Waiting for more !
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  shiwa436

  hats off ankur......hats off
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  Saandeep Sreerambatla

  guys something to inform..
  i have written few but none has good tough english words and none has any rhythm but yet those are what i wrote .
  
  [FONT="]I have found a Lovely face[/FONT]
  [FONT="]
  [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I have found a shining White Moon within my finger's reach[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]The one that has caught my Eyes[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Will it reach my hands?[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Or without reaching my hands[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Will tears gather?[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]When the clouds break open[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I see your face in that[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]When the flower petals open up[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I hear your voice in that[/FONT]
  [FONT="][/FONT][FONT="][/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Is my journey in search of you?[/FONT]
  [FONT="][/FONT][FONT="][/FONT] [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Do my roads lead to you?[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Ho! My Dream girl![/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Will your heart get together with mine?[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]The search of a River..[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Is to merge with a Sea, ultimately[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Life's search[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Is to find you ultimately[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]The river that merges with a sea[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]Will lose it's identity..[/FONT]
  [FONT="][/FONT][FONT="] [/FONT] [FONT="]When I meet you[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]A new identity will be attained[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I will tie the stars in a string for you[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I will conquer the everest for you[/FONT]
  [FONT="]
  [/FONT]
  [FONT="]My Dream Girl![/FONT]
  [FONT="]
  [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I will close your eyes with my eyelids[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]I have seen a lovely face[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]very beautiful , and charming its you and its you [/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]if to live with you , if i need to live in dreams then i will sleep for my life time [/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  [FONT="]if there is a anyway to get you , i will go in that way [/FONT]
  😎😎😎
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  Saandeep Sreerambatla

  Ankur your poetry is nice man keep it up very good language 😛.
  
  here is one more of mine:
  
  [FONT="] Please come to me , let u make me cry u make me feel happy I don’t worry but Please come to me [/FONT]
  [FONT="]As you are not there my heart became a cloud and my eyes started flowing .[/FONT]
  [FONT="]My days are impatient and even my nights .[/FONT]
  [FONT="]What do I do ?[/FONT]
  [FONT="]You are my strength [/FONT][FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my weakness[/FONT]
  [FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my happiness [/FONT][FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my sad,[/FONT]
  [FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my life and seriously [/FONT][FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my life [/FONT]
  [FONT="]you are [/FONT][FONT="]in my memories and [/FONT][FONT="]you are [/FONT][FONT="]in my promises[/FONT]
  [FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] in my dreams [/FONT][FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] in my eyes[/FONT]
  [FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] my pain and [/FONT][FONT="]you are[/FONT][FONT="] the medicine[/FONT]
  [FONT="]Please my dear please come to me as my heart is just waiting for you [/FONT]
  [FONT="]And only for you as this life is here all about .......[/FONT]
  [FONT="] [/FONT]
  
  [FONT="][/FONT]
  [FONT="]😛😛😛[/FONT]
  
  [FONT="][/FONT]
  [FONT="]cheers[/FONT]
  [FONT="]
  [/FONT]
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  Kaustubh Katdare

  I hope we have all the original versions here.
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  shalini_goel14

  hey Scared,
  
  Your first one is too Good 😁 . Keep it up man !!!
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  ank_arcane

  hey if u luv poetry, i'd like you to check my blog. its ankitaisarcane.blogspot.com. plz check n comment. enjoy reading!
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  Kaustubh Katdare

  Why don't you share your creations here?
  
  PS: No sms text on CE Forums, please.
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  Saandeep Sreerambatla

  No activity here i have my friends poetry will post it tomorrow with his perimission.😉😉
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  oaskanta

  hello friends..... i am a poetess by hobby not profession...... and i have already had three poems of mine on THE TIMES OF INDIA...... well would love to share one of my first poems i had written in class 6th.....😁
  
  Name of poem:MY PET
  Poet:OASKANTA MISHRA
  Date of creation:22nd may 2001
  
  She was fragile and beautiful,
  But stung when set free,
  Let me tell you what she was,
  I had as pet, a bee.
  
  A queen I had caught,
  With my friends from the tree,
  She was the most arrogant one,
  So they happily gave her to me.
  
  I had her alone,
  And I had her free,
  But in a few days itself,
  She had made many casualties.
  
  Then I decided that,
  She should be tied and not free,
  I made a cute belt for her,
  And tied her to a tree.
  
  There also she did not,
  Spare anyone anybody,
  She created cuorse around the town,
  And sent people complaining to me.
  
  Some said she stung their dog,
  Some said, “Your bee has stung me!!”
  But looking at her no one could tell,
  There was anyone as innocent as she.
  
  Then I made a decision,
  To get her back from the tree,
  And tied her to my own table,
  So that she can only be as free as I want her to be.
  
  But then, my mom was worried, as
  my dad could no longer see,
  My face was all red and swollen,
  All because of my bee.
  
  So at last I took her,
  And set her free,
  And then you should have seen her,
  How sad I was and how happy she.
  
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  Saandeep Sreerambatla

  Wow!!! Excellent poem oaskanta.
  
  A real life scenario explained nicely portraying bee!!!
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  vishnu priya

  Good ones people!!
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  sandy1988

  Remember my name.....I am close enough to become music director😁
  I write marathi poems ...
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  cooltwins

  HERE IS A SHORT AND CUTE ONE I CAME ACROSS:😁
  dear friend,
  sun is angry:evil:,
  moon is happy,😁
  do you know why?😕
  because the sun had to leave you,😔
  and the moon can spend the evening with you.😀
  ALWAYS THINK YOU ARE SPECIAL.😉
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  skipper

  I like writing poetry; I like it most when I can come up with something "weird' that appears to correspond to reality somehow, but vague enough that you would question the mentality of it (i like to make people think I might be nutso, well, sometimes I do).
  
  A sample:
  
  "It was all about setting them free, you see
  We only had a little time right.
  We told them there was a way they could go now,
  The sun really was coming up over the yardarm.
  And we dreamed a liquid light."
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  Sahithi Pallavi

  oaskanta

  hello friends..... i am a poetess by hobby not profession...... and i have already had three poems of mine on THE TIMES OF INDIA...... well would love to share one of my first poems i had written in class 6th.....😁
  
  Name of poem:MY PET
  Poet:OASKANTA MISHRA
  Date of creation:22nd may 2001
  
  She was fragile and beautiful,
  But stung when set free,
  Let me tell you what she was,
  I had as pet, a bee.
  
  A queen I had caught,
  With my friends from the tree,
  She was the most arrogant one,
  So they happily gave her to me.
  
  I had her alone,
  And I had her free,
  But in a few days itself,
  She had made many casualties.
  
  Then I decided that,
  She should be tied and not free,
  I made a cute belt for her,
  And tied her to a tree.
  
  There also she did not,
  Spare anyone anybody,
  She created cuorse around the town,
  And sent people complaining to me.
  
  Some said she stung their dog,
  Some said, “Your bee has stung me!!”
  But looking at her no one could tell,
  There was anyone as innocent as she.
  
  Then I made a decision,
  To get her back from the tree,
  And tied her to my own table,
  So that she can only be as free as I want her to be.
  
  But then, my mom was worried, as
  my dad could no longer see,
  My face was all red and swollen,
  All because of my bee.
  
  So at last I took her,
  And set her free,
  And then you should have seen her,
  How sad I was and how happy she.

  wow..! so nice oaskanta..
  
  
  
  
  
  
  WINNERS DONT DO DIFFERENT THINGS....THEY DO THINGS DIFFERENTLY....
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  Anoop Mathew

  You can find my poems here #-Link-Snipped-#
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  luckyg

  I like to read poems. but i dont write.. Google
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  Ashish Bardhan

  ​

  Lend a Hand​

  
  

  Old and Rusty are our joints​

  Serving Generations is what we’ve done​

  There are no competitions to prove our points​

  Teaching Humanity and love is what we’ve sown​

  It’s time for the nation to reap its harvest​

  Hard work of ours is to come to test​

  In our children have we produced zest​

  Now that we’re old​

  Which is supposed to be gold​

  Isn’t it their responsibility​

  To show their creditability​

  Lend a hand in our care​

  Show your love with your hearts bare​

  Show us that you respect and care​

  Isn’t it a chance that’s fair!​

  ​

  #-Link-Snipped-#​
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  Ashish Bardhan

  ​

  .. True Beauty .. | Ash Bee Zone​

  
  
  

  … True Beauty ….
  A thing that never hides
  from these precious eyes,
  A thing that’s truly inside
  and even, forever resides.
  Sometimes it is unseen,
  But it is not mean,
  Sometimes it is bare,
  But it lies within you,
  as it is always there.​

  Still curious and amazed
  with Today’s Pretty Women,
  Seems like they won’t be
  getting a True Satisfaction,
  having a Strange Obsession,
  with Big Lame Expections,
  and still would be playing
  with God’s Holy Creation.
  Putting that Lip Gloss,
  Fragrance of Candy Floss,
  Painting all over the Body
  with Powder and Tanning Lotion,
  and even, covering
  all those sexy things
  with Plastic Implantation.
  All this madness
  is raising now,
  on every Race,
  on every Culture,
  on every Nation,
  Where these bitches still
  keep on running for Perfection.​

  But you can’t blame
  all of them every timek
  as even today’s guys
  praise them like n00bs.
  All they dream about
  their fantasies every time
  Riding with a Blonde having
  Pamela Anderson - Rotten Tomatoes’s B**bs,
  Kissing a Brunette having
  Angelina Jolie - Rotten Tomatoes’s Lips,
  Dancing with a Latina having
  #-Link-Snipped-#’s Hips,
  This horny creepy World
  is getting more Lusty,
  People keep on
  Stalking like Perverts,
  and even,
  Praising like Nerds,
  Their Mind Will be
  getting more Dirty.
  They won’t ever
  get a LIFE like this,
  Until they Wake up
  from the fantasy,
  And come back
  to REALITY.​

  Enough of this
  Lusty Pollution,
  Beauty has a
  Naturally Pure Definition,
  It can’t be covered
  with any Makeup,
  as it means True Love.
  It even can’t
  be Baked up,
  as it the Flight
  of a Dove,
  With no
  defects and flaws,
  Nobody in the world
  seems to be Ugly,
  Just Keep your mind
  DAMN Clean enough,
  Never make it Dirty,
  Just be proud of being
  whatever you’re,
  And how do you look,
  Never Feel so guilty,
  You’ll get on you own,
  The Pure meaning of
  .. The True Beauty ..​
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  Anoop Mathew

  New poets required on CE. Contact me if you are interested.