Trapped in a cold world
the faces are same
I see them most times
am use to them
yet they teach me
what life means
to humanity
this faces are familiar
they are humans
they are living
yet life speaks
in theirs faces
what humanity means
to life
everyone face is deferent
so are this faces
some are smiling
some are crying
some are still dreaming
some are awake
yet they all tell a story
this story elevate nor
devalue humanity
where are this faces
they are around you
who are this faces
look closely you see
them every time
why this faces
care you will see why
all chance to make
our reality a reality of
humanity is a great
ideology
who is faceless
even the dead still
got one
what does your face tell
the real face
not the illusive one
I hope it bring hope
to the hopeless
I wish it tell a good
story
when we are
trapped in a cold world
If I had a minion he would be gloriously deferent to me.
He would wash my dishes, he would pay my bills.
He would do my dusting, and he would vacuum.
Uh-oh.
This is sounding suspiciously familiar.
This minion would cook my food, he would buy the groceries.
He would bring me sweet tea,
He would bring home pie.
I am so hoping my husband is not reading this one.
If I had a minion, I would love him forever, and call him Joe, right honey?
I am searching a new day
Rising of your eyes
Only light of your view everywhere
And I read your lovely face
It is right something is enough
It is right true never speak lies
It is right sun grow in the east
And sunset do fall in the west
It is right river flow toward the sea
So understood the meaning of love
And be the soul of my heart
I am ready to cross every border
To reach near your heart
Melodies sound of falling rain
Earthen fragrance is real and deferent
As the earth move around sun
My whole thought move around you
You are my meaningful sense
I need fresh breathe of freedom
And a touch of real rise
Fragrance of real roses
And a view of lovely blue eyes
I am viewing her beauty
With my deferent kind of view
She feel me like real Ganga
Removing sin by her holy vision
As the ideal of my thought
She do fallow me day – night
Her amazing view itself
Giving me view of alive shrine
I do respect great creation of god
And want to keep her in my heart
May be god bless accept my wish
And I achieve you as true dream
I have read many kind story
Deferent kind thought
Deferent kind of theory
But read of your difficult for me
You are an unsolved puzzle
I am asking now myself
What is your view what to say?
But my heart unable to reply
You are now question like mountain
Bur now I slide I go in den
So I have to stop this fall
I have to sustain me alive
For the upcoming rising day
And for your appear in the life
Miracle happen understood
Journey of life show many dream
Taking deferent kind of turn
Depend upon you what you choose
Just try to fill right color in your life
Try to understood real beauty of true rise
Sun do wake up night go hide
So remove darkness go with light
May be your dream is a fiction
So move with the right dream
Smile of love and fragrance of flower
Could not make meet on the way
You truly know the willing of your heart
Heart want to live near her eyes
Something true something false
If love is true she defiantly come in life
Mostly I view dream
When I goes for sleep
I view spectacular kind of things
I mostly goes surprise
But suddenly in a winter night
I have seen a heavenly dream
This was a unique surprise
White beauty of the moon
Go shameful when that moon open eyes
Whole of my thought got new change
Now I am in a unique world
And in touch of a deferent kind of fragrance
Now my heart truly accepting
True inspiration of real art
Can make change in any vision
Poet- anurag sharma
DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor
Vikas puri new delhi-110018
Email- [email protected]
Mobile no-8743082486
Best of pick best of choice
Dream say work on desire
Chances are depend on luck
Try to win not lost this fight
Your imagination on right vision
Give you a deferent kind rise
Brightness will touch the door
Just wait for right time
Shower of true love flower
Biggest designer is the god
You are just follower of his art
So try to fallow on immortal dream
And convert it in unique art
May she prefer your work?
You do win on her delicate heart
Poet- anurag sharma
DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor
Vikas puri new delhi-110018
Email- [email protected]
Mobile no-8743082486
Mostly I wake up before the rise
I view growing sun in Far East
I view flying of birds
I feel the coolness of deferent type
It is a deferent type of satisfaction
Which I couldn’t summaries’ in words
But my loneliness get some peace
I know without your life is a punishment
I have no problem by the fortune
I am happy with the god willing
But sometime a question raise in my mind
My all effort couldn’t make me free
I am a human I need fresh breathe
Who has given me this punishment?
Who has created my fortune to live as like?
How can I say I am happy without you?
Poet- anurag sharma
DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor
Vikas puri new delhi-110018
Email- [email protected]
Mobile no-8743082486
After a long time
Suddenly my heart demand for change
Daily rutine now make me bother
So I went to convert my like
Now I started to view beauty of moon
now my moral get new hike
And form a smaller world
By the inspiration of moon
My heart reach in a bigger world
Now my thought got new freedom
And the touch of new sunrise
I am very thankful of real moon
Who has given me deferent type peace?
Poet- anurag sharma
DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor
Vikas puri new delhi-110018
Email- [email protected]
Mobile no-8743082486
By the imagination of god
How god create deferent shade
Deferent kind work of art
How he create various kind of image
And turn them in various shape
And sent on earth
I cannot make compression
Everyone is unique
So when miracle reach on earth
They spread vision of love
Sometime they become reason of war
This is not the mistake of beauty
This is a beautiful mistake of god
Every view grow inspiration
Become the part of my work of art
A truth start to emerge
And shown presence in the world
From the darkness its appear in light
When it mix-up with cool air
A deferent kind of fragrance
Spread and touch heart
Who is not go happy
Who never fill nice?
When the whole beauty of nature
Welcome you give surprise
Love is immortal thought
Love is the soul of god
While you pick right thought
And get victory on yourself
She will show her appear
As the gift of god
Expectations arise from all margins
To be an enhanced consort, mother or operative
My contents oppressed, condensed to insignificant
How can I give God what I lack?
Cultivate my lord this dame in me
I can’t say exactly what it is
That keeps me sane in this world
I constantly fall for the same ploy
And expect to receive deferent outcomes
Liberate my lord this dame in me
God is love
The preacher man say,
The man born by a virgin is the god,
The man with long bear,
Head covered,
Say he a messenger of god,
The Indian man say we are the god,
In a form of reincarnation,
Some other men say,say,say,
And say,
All like a politic's,
Always disagreeing to nothing,
But never agree to something,
Hatred on high rise,
Discrimination all over places,
Cos of deferent believe's,
From a mental war,
To a physical war,
No way,
That makes me disagree,
My first instinct spoke to me saying,
God is love"
I agree within,
Without a doubt,
Cos I felt the truth,
Tell me,
How we can live without God?
Tell me,
How we can live without love?
No love, no peace,
No peace, no unity,
No unity is equal to wars,
And rumours of wars,
Show me who is God,
If not love,
And there you tell a lie,
You can never see God,
You can never see love,
You can only feel God,
You can only feel love,
The feeling from within,
Is the prove,
The evidence is pure,
Live with love,
Do with love,
Love is life,
Life is love,
Finally I found the God,
And the!
God is love.
everyone has an opinion
IN THE BEGINING WAS THE WORD,
THAT MAKES THE MENTALITY OF A MAN THE FOUNDATION OF HIS WORDS,
IN THE HEARTS OF MEN, YOU WILL FIND THE DEEP FEELINS OF THEIR THOUGHT,
EVERYONE ONE HAS AN OPINION,
WHAT IS FREEDOM IF YOUR OPINION IS NEVER VOICE TO BE HEARD,
WE ARE IN A WORLD OF WARS OF MENTALITY,
COS, THE MENTALITY OF EVERY PEOPLE ARE NEVER THE SAME,
THAT KEEP ME ASKING HOW WE CAN LIVE IN ONE ACCORD,
OR, IS THE SIMPLICITY OF LIFE A DOOM?
SOMANY SOULS ARE WILLING TO BE HEARD,
SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN SHUT UP,
WHILE SOMANY OPINION IS BEEN FORCE TO THE PEOPLE,
IN EVERY DISAGREMENT THERE IS ALWAYS A DEFERENT OPINION,
WHAT IS THE USE OF RIGHT, IF OPINION IS BEEN CONTROLED?
CONTROLED BY A PARTICULAR MENTALITY,
WE ALL CAN BE IN PEACE,
IF WE LEARN TO RESPECT OUR DEFERENT MENTALITY,
COS, EVERYONE GOT SOME THING TO OFFER TO LIFE,
EVERY MENTALITY HAS A LESSON TO TEACH,
IS A FREE WORLD,
WHAT IS GOOD IS GOOD,
WHAT IS BAD IS BAD,
AS WE PASS THROUGH LIFE,
WE NEED NOT TO BE SELFISH,
WHEN YOU THINK YOUR OPINNION IS RIGHT,
DONT FORGET THE NEXT MAN THINK THE SAME COS,
EVERYONE HAS AN OPINION.
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