Best Drak Poems
Is it a crime
To feel for you as I do
When it won’t do me or you any good
We can’t be together
Like opposing magnets
We clash
Impossible, yes
But it is true that I’m desperate for what I cant have.
I’ll watch behind closed doors
Wishing I was outside with you
But I’m locked up in this prison
A punishment I pay
For it is a crime to see you this way.
I can dream about you forever
But I dream in lies
And eventually I’ll wake up to face this harsh reality.
So just forget I exist
Shouldn’t be hard
Considering you will never look at me
The way I see you
I guess that’s a good thing
Only a fool would love me
And you, good sir, are no fool.
You will live a happy life
Smile that dazzling smile of yours
And I pray that you will remember me as I once was
Not as the monster I am now.
I’d forget about you if I could
I would be better off
But I can’t forget you
I don't want to forget something so beautiful
My dear you will be the death of me
Gnawing at the nerves making them fray
Oh it is a crime to think of you this way.
On my death bed
Dying am i
Without you with me
Without you holding my hand
Whipping gout this disease of the mind
That’s destroying me now
You gave me reason to live
But like the rest of me your gone
And I’m slowly wasting away
It is a crime to live for you this way.
I’ll await my destiny
And it will be a drak fate
But if I think of you
And how it could have been
It will be as if it were real
As if you ever loved me
And that’s all I needed.
I wish I could have told you how I felt
Just so you could see into my heart and know that I’m not a monster
I should have followed my heart
But that path leads to death
So I’ll rip it out so I won’t hear what it has to say
For it is a crime to love you this way.
NOW LET ME CLASSIFIED THE PROM OF 2009 IT CALL ADAM THE REAL CLASSIFICATION. ADAM IS CLASSIFED AS A WHITE MAN. NOT BLACK MAN SEE ADAM WAS SEND DOWN HERE TO TAKE CARE OF THE LAND. NOT A BLACK MAN HE WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD. CLASSIFIED THE REAL LIFE OF EDUCATION OF THIS WORLD, ADAM IS WHAT THIS WORLD NEED SOME ONE TO TAKE CARE OF THIS WORLD BUT THE BLACK MAN HAVE DESTROY.THE WORLD. ADAM MADE THE WORLD HISTORY AND NOT IN A SCHOOL BOOK BUT IN THE LAMB OF LIFE BOOK. ADAM IS THE PROVIDE, AND THE PASS GRAND FATHER OF THE WORLD. SO NOW IF YOU SEEN THIS BOOK CALL THE BIBLE YOU SEE THAT GOD DIDN’T SEND A BLACK MAN TO TAKE CARE OF THE WORLD AND GOD KNOWS WHAT IS GOOD AND THAT IS LIGHT NOT DRAK. SO LET ME CLASSIFIED THE EDUCATION FOR YOU AND I SEND YOU TO RIGHT TO THE BIBLE.
Time after time the pain happens tears drop you feel emty your heart bruns and the
mind wonders why ... You keep askin what did you do waiting to hear someone tell
you where you went wrong ... Time after time you pick yourself up you brush off
yesterday and the drak clouds it left .. Just to face another day thats no diffrent from
the last ... Time after time sadness comes you see yourself falling apart .. you know
you feel you breath who you are but it slowly sliping away ... Time after time your
standing all alone hoping for that chance praying for change but nothin ever comes..
Time repeats and after it repeats there only one way to stop time ..
Drak night
Empty land of grass no
Stars in a sky horizon touch
The wind speed traveling in a track
eyes scratch the surface
Of searching beast of mode this dark
night without a yarn
Good night
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Dancing wind
Dancing wind dancing wind
With my beat best of steps
With the rainbow light holding
Your breath wellcome your
Soul soup of crab cakes for
Love with a hight of clouds
Caly of floor floop of dirt with
The magic of sound wank of
Tail horn of devil eyes of drak
Shadow of dream dancing wind
With your sleep
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
walk with me through drak dreams
a blackend path of misuery
wepping shadows of my soul
cry for a love they'll never know
witherd roses on the ground
gifts for a woman never found
the sun wont shine on barian hearts
the angle of death has clamed these parts
and chosen me, as her own
through desalation i now roam
i live in agony
plaged by my ever being.
Mad desire
Cool child Water put
In a bottle hot cocoa
Powder put in a glass
Fish bone stuck in a
Mouth burn paper leave
A smoke trust boat sail
In a pond oil put on a hair
Fingers taste like ginger
Pickles mix with spoon You
Are sleeping now like a yoga
I am thinking like a Kid hunger for push
Bush of trees in a drak
Hello to my heart is calling for
Mad desire to sleep wake me up when
my desire gets out of control by the word
of mad of desire
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Not for love
I melt Like a glass
In a cold water of reflection of
Rays in emotions of love
The stone of glass made in the
Power of nature to except that
This is Not for love
I walk in a drak I woke at the fall of
sparking stars by the wispreing words in my ear that
This is Not for love
I tore many pages to write my
bequest care for you but
Not for the love
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Please pull the chair
I rome around to take the
Order I drop my jaw when
I find a corner where you was sitting
and looking at the place with the eyes of drak light
You asked me the best of taste in the
restaurant when
The music of understanding
Created a sense to describe the menu I
pull the chair for you
With a smile like the innocent dream you said
Thanks for the lovely time
In the end you step to ask
Me please pull the chair
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
soon a drak moon
as the fall
comes over the wall
than its boo night
as the mask scarce the sight
its not a dream
its hollween
SO
SCREAM SCREAM SCREAM
Alone in crowd
Break less heart lost in a crowd of love and peace
Day off eyes down stone carved no
one is like Wind which passed throw your hair
Jewels of mountain life of tree
Savage in a ground sip of snow
Find you to accept as image of
Memories
Dark souls
Like the shadow never leave us
Destiny wait to until the end of life to
make a two souls in one
Color
So on just our dreams cry each time
to see us leaving alone in crowd by our drak soul
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
purpose
Every life in world
Purpose someone
To give love in life
I did many times
You kept your words
Silent for the day
When I really hold
Your hands and
Make my words
In a drak moon
Light with a cozy
Winds that how
To purpose you
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Hope trumped last…
a prisoner of death
A final capitulation
—devil’s ransom beset
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
its a drak sell
you can tell
its about to come down
by that thumpter sound
get caught can be a pain
as it
so so loud
THE
RAIN AND THE CLOUDS
The golden shadow with
a drak person in the dark world.
No one can see him.
Fireflies follow this shadow.
A shadow in dark world!?
Without light,
How make a shadow?
His inner light's enough
For this golden shadow.