The Bats
(24.08.2007)
In a calm moonless night,
What these are smoldering bright?
Their legs are on the top branches
And heads are to the ground‐side.
(Continued up to 7 stanzas)
……………………………………………………
The Rain
(7.06.2007)
Summer is not happy
He has to walk off for this year;
Thus, the rain has arrived at last
With its everlasting desire.
(Some of the final lines)
……………………………………………………………
The Wooden Horse
(9.06.2007)
One day I give it an odd name,
He chuckled at me with little fain,
I overwhelmed and call him yet again,
But no reply;………………………
(Some lines from the middle of the poem)
**Note: I have written over 38 poems and its increasing day by day... I also write many essays, short stories, and going through two major novels too.Writing and painting is my best passing time to avoid borness.
(24.08.2007)
In a calm moonless night,
What these are smoldering bright?
Their legs are on the top branches
And heads are to the ground‐side.
(Continued up to 7 stanzas)
……………………………………………………
The Rain
(7.06.2007)
Summer is not happy
He has to walk off for this year;
Thus, the rain has arrived at last
With its everlasting desire.
(Some of the final lines)
……………………………………………………………
The Wooden Horse
(9.06.2007)
One day I give it an odd name,
He chuckled at me with little fain,
I overwhelmed and call him yet again,
But no reply;………………………
(Some lines from the middle of the poem)
**Note: I have written over 38 poems and its increasing day by day... I also write many essays, short stories, and going through two major novels too.Writing and painting is my best passing time to avoid borness.
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