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Best Poems Written by Arastu Goyal

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Tea With Some Folks

The wind came, and sat on his chair
As flowers bloomed here and there
We sat with the sun, and had some tea
The wind invited too his wife, the breeze

The trees danced, with the autumn air
As the sun sets, with a yellow glare
The smell of mud, just before the rain
From the clouds, from the skies,
We went away, and it came

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Is This Life

“I am looking out of the window,
 while I was sitting in my
 class, inside of the school, 
whilst the time passed.”

“Why is it how everyone’s life
 will stay?  When there is no use
 for you do you just go away?”

“I ask this the question almost 
every day, is this life 
and the game we play?”

“But I know the life that 
I have made, My life and the
 game I have played. ”

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Wind and Leaves

Leaf falling in pond
Moves with wind drifting away
Slowly rows, leaf boats

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From Evening To Dark

Rowing boat, in silent river
The wind walked, slow and old
The sky, orange,
shines on the river,
Evening sky, on an evening mirror

Birds fly, among the clouds
Crickets start, slow now loud

Orange sky, now gone,
The Dark

Moon rises up, as the whole world rests,
The crickets won't

The stars shine,
The river reflects

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Night In Forest

Midnight, black sky
Moon shines,
A bright light,
Shows the route back home

Mighty winds,
Make hedges dance
Crickets scream
Rivers, silent
Rodents sleep

Cold breezes,
Flower buds,
Shiver and then close
Resting for tomorrow

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You Perfect Tree

Crooked branches
Falling leaves
Firmly in soil
You perfect tree

Nests of birds
Housing eggs
Home to some
You perfect tree

Sweet ripe fruit
Dangle from your hair
Food for few
You perfect tree

Helping all
You perfect tree

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Memories of the Old Home

Going back to the old home
Now housed by spiders and dust
Memories scattered from floor to roof
The smell has changed,
And so has the rooms
The place may have lost its luster,
But the memories of the old home last,
Till my last breaths, I hope

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The Men In Suits

The men in suits
Light a fire

They pretend to be enemies
Though they really are the best of friends

Every move, watching the world,
Burn to flames

Public protests for garbage, whilst
Many are killed, destroyed, silenced
Criminals live in wonderland
Innocents are framed
 
Candles burn but like phoenixes, rebirthing from melted wax,
This world is burning, but nothing melts

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Sky Like Ink

Ink sky blue and black
Stars shining like pearls in sky
Some wind soft and cold

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Arrival of Winter

The cool chill of the winter
Shivers down, the spine of trees
Leaves harden with frost

As sun brings warmth
Helping grass from coming cold