I am a soldier
and the work was total
But a window still stood
of a house nearly mortal
Behind the window
there was no sign of he or she
But I could still see a flower
moving gently in the wind
as if saying "Hello" to me
Nature is beyond war, hate, anger etc and treat all humans same, no matter what sin they have done ...
By #pg
and the work was total
But a window still stood
of a house nearly mortal
Behind the window
there was no sign of he or she
But I could still see a flower
moving gently in the wind
as if saying "Hello" to me
Nature is beyond war, hate, anger etc and treat all humans same, no matter what sin they have done ...
By #pg
Green Desert
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The clock struck 6 and I died,
when my friends heart for the last time sighed.
Gloom was I and wandered the roads for days
that a phoenix would have lived an age.
Blue were the orb, filled with pain,
that I scattered to people around me, lane to lane.
Walking on street nearby, the window descried a scene,
which I couldn't defy.
So I asked the performer about the affair, who then made it clear;
He said ...
"Almighty has made this patch of land in front of my house, futile and lean;
I cant help it...
But from my side...
I AM PAINTING THIS DESERT GREEN...."
By - Piyush Gururani
@PensivePost
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The clock struck 6 and I died,
when my friends heart for the last time sighed.
Gloom was I and wandered the roads for days
that a phoenix would have lived an age.
Blue were the orb, filled with pain,
that I scattered to people around me, lane to lane.
Walking on street nearby, the window descried a scene,
which I couldn't defy.
So I asked the performer about the affair, who then made it clear;
He said ...
"Almighty has made this patch of land in front of my house, futile and lean;
I cant help it...
But from my side...
I AM PAINTING THIS DESERT GREEN...."
By - Piyush Gururani
@PensivePost
JOB APPLICATION OF A POET
A Poem! Can a poet find a real job? But, what can stop him from trying right?
Dear Sir/Madam,
I was standing at life's crossroads
and found that you are looking for a man of ideas and words.
While searching for companies, I found
that yours made a connection and a unique bond.
Between the customer and client,
you make the golden bridge.
Pushing decisions of those
standing at the edge.
In my portfolio, you can find the poems & stories I made.
I make sure that whatever I create shall never fade.
I use the ideas that work for today's time and age.
I arrest their attention; they won't flip the page.
Without further adieu, please find my resume below
My internships, research materials and achievements shows,
that I shall be an asset to your creative force.
If you like my work, if you think I am right for your place.
Call me for an interview; we can meet face to face.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Sincerely,
(by) Ashan Shanker
@PensivePost
A Poem! Can a poet find a real job? But, what can stop him from trying right?
Dear Sir/Madam,
I was standing at life's crossroads
and found that you are looking for a man of ideas and words.
While searching for companies, I found
that yours made a connection and a unique bond.
Between the customer and client,
you make the golden bridge.
Pushing decisions of those
standing at the edge.
In my portfolio, you can find the poems & stories I made.
I make sure that whatever I create shall never fade.
I use the ideas that work for today's time and age.
I arrest their attention; they won't flip the page.
Without further adieu, please find my resume below
My internships, research materials and achievements shows,
that I shall be an asset to your creative force.
If you like my work, if you think I am right for your place.
Call me for an interview; we can meet face to face.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Sincerely,
(by) Ashan Shanker
@PensivePost
The melancholy of a dreamer
Ages ago, I had a dream.
That I would do something,
Something hard to seem
I used to say to myself,
That I wouldnt stain,
Stain my morale for selfish gain.
Earlier when humanity was still stable
I had a mentor, who did everything
Everything with an ethical label.
He said, Bring about the best in you
But dont forsake the left in you.
Humanity is hard to find
Where humans got a one track mind
Trying to follow him as long as I can
when people started looking at me like a crazy man
I never got what I deserved and soon,
I was spinning in a political typhoon
And then, a young boy came to me
With the same dream I had ages ago
It was then I realized what faliure was
And what Important I’d let go
I could have made it work If I tried,
Placing my hand on the boys shoulder
I said never lose hope my child.
I turned around to make a step
With tears rolling down my eyes
I looked down in the sadness
Of the Dream I never realised.
~ by Pooja Mishra
Ages ago, I had a dream.
That I would do something,
Something hard to seem
I used to say to myself,
That I wouldnt stain,
Stain my morale for selfish gain.
Earlier when humanity was still stable
I had a mentor, who did everything
Everything with an ethical label.
He said, Bring about the best in you
But dont forsake the left in you.
Humanity is hard to find
Where humans got a one track mind
Trying to follow him as long as I can
when people started looking at me like a crazy man
I never got what I deserved and soon,
I was spinning in a political typhoon
And then, a young boy came to me
With the same dream I had ages ago
It was then I realized what faliure was
And what Important I’d let go
I could have made it work If I tried,
Placing my hand on the boys shoulder
I said never lose hope my child.
I turned around to make a step
With tears rolling down my eyes
I looked down in the sadness
Of the Dream I never realised.
~ by Pooja Mishra