Litan Dey Poet Epic

Hopes Are Till Alive Today

I don't ask for a bed of clouds
My Lord! I don't want respect
I want my home in your poly-form earth
I'm interested to work for those
who work for themselves
I may not be a poet,
Can't write love and fun,
Strong lines with heavy words
I'm happy to be a labor of them

I always write for my greed
Satisfaction
To impress readers
Slighted others in the crowds
Hope for more and more expected feedback
More "Glory" in the contest
I always think of me only

There are millions who can't write
Express their feelings, protest and need
They are too needy to buy a pen
I'm wasting ink on "Her"
"Styx" is waiting for me
I will go swimming
Not to cross; Because I want to be here
To write the 'EPIC' of my family

My Lord! I have misused your words
Mistaken daily for the same
Divert your flow of time
Don't obey your rules
I can't forgive them who loves me
I know You are the Ocean of Forgiveness
But don't burn my home...

I tried to be like you
Kind, a true friend
A good father and a flexible husband
I understand, only you are the owner of that virtue
I'm crore miles away from that
The world is hungry for love
Only a few are wasting it
My pocket is full of love
The mentality has not been born to give and share

My brothers are begging and
His father is homeless
All his family members are dying to live
Crying for a seed
I'm unhappy with plateful rice
Forget that they worked for my carrier
I'm one of them...Can't escape from the cruel reality
I want to be happy with their happy ending.

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Archana Garg January 6, 2014 at 11:44 PM You have clearly expressed your feeling in this poem. This is something wonderful...

Dr.Ram Mehta November 17, 2013 at 8:28 PM Congratulations on the fine win, Litan Litan Dey November 18, 2013 at 2:01 AM THANK YOU Dr. MEHTA...

Poet Destroyer A November 17, 2013 at 3:52 PM Hello My Friend Litan, hope you are doing well.... Congratulation, Thank you for the fine win..... Sending hugs: -) Thank you for the support. always~ LINDA Litan Dey November 18, 2013 at 2:00 AM Thanks Linda.I'm always happy to enter your contest...

Mark Peterson November 2, 2013 at 2:15 PM These lines are so heartfelt. We are all saturated in our various ironies and disparities that cannot be reconciled. Yet poetry is catharsis. You have expressed yourself so well. Litan Dey November 3, 2013 at 11:18 AM Good to read your comments mark...Thank you.

Sandra Adams October 29, 2013 at 8:09 PM I think we all want that everlasting love and the happily ever after ending...enjoyed this read tonight...lovely write :) hugs Litan Dey November 3, 2013 at 11:22 AM We want but still more people can't come to happy ....only few can reach.The street family change their street,ha ha they can't change their environments

Nette Onclaud October 29, 2013 at 3:33 PM sensitive plea so honest and in the end, full of hope, litan.. glorious work so well done!..:) huggs Litan Dey November 3, 2013 at 11:38 AM Thank you dear friend nette...have a relaxed sunday

Kelly Deschler October 28, 2013 at 11:26 PM That is what everyone wishes to have, Litan. We all are still looking for a "happy ending". I hope that you can find yours, someday. A deeply emotional poem. Great work!...Thank you for the kind comments, once again. Litan Dey November 3, 2013 at 11:35 AM I'm not looking for my happy ending dear....I want that all can dance at can end,which is not possible among us.Thanks a lot for comments