Beautiful Bastard,
Forever lost without you
Never mind, I'm fine
A short term thought
Couldn’t live long
But while someone do
Conversation about your beauty
You are a lifelong thought
You are unknown about yourself
You have no idea about your goddess rise
You are the light of the life
But you have never seen your own eyes
You are made somewhere in heaven
By the creator of each life
But he has given a unique shape
And made real dream who touch each eyes
Many time I think about you
Every time your look give a new look
Every time your beauty make me surprise
POET-ANURAG SHARMA
ADDRESS- DG-1 FLAT NO 27B
VIKAS PURI NEWDELHI-110018 INDIA
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There are times my long term memory is at home,
is quite frustrating when it packs its bags and roams,
one second a thought pops in,
before I know it it's gone again,
dang I forgot the last verse to this poem!
My brain crushed with something over and all,
Maybe that’s it my memory loss, oh my God,
Misplaced or bouncing daily my mistake,
Extremely apologized with everyone,
Embarrassed with everyone, my apologies,
Elements of Periodic Table, I forgot,
Mathematics mind-buster formulas, I don’t care,
Maps of geography, where are they?
My class teacher also kicks me out of there,
Older than ages, it is spreading,
Over and over it is gaining,
Oh my god, it is irritating,
“Relax Son, its nothing!”,Pops says
Random Access Memory, my friends says,
Restless is my massive huge head,
Yesterday, I forgot to eat,
Year before, I forgot to wear,
You punch me, if I forgot to breath!
The Short-Term Loan
By Elton Camp
Richard Rich asked a New York bank for a loan
“Since to Europe for two weeks I have to be gone,
I’d like to borrow $7,000 bucks until my return.
It will help me and some interest you will earn.”
“I realize that the bank doesn’t know who I am
Hold my Rolls to prove I won’t go on the lam.”
So in the bank’s underground garage car was stored
While he was away, his finances the bank explored
They were amazed to learn Richard was a billionaire
And wondered why for such a small loan he’d care
On his return, Richard with a smile paid off his debt
Less than twenty dollars interest the bank did get
Loan officer asked, “Why would one rich as you
Such a small loan have any good reason to do?”
Richard said, “Thanks to the bank showing such pity,
It let me park two weeks for $20 in New York City.”
Those who walk in falseness will disappear
by day, Night Stalker stairs as they merely
walk away. Life has the scales that balance
on the deepest, darkest sad rainy day.
Visions may be clouded but the final
message stays. The weak be those who doubted
on a sunny day. The teachings; turn the
other cheek, and then merely walk away.
Life tears the heart out, the soul will always
stay. Your emotions come and go, but the
soul will show the way. Some will go through the
motions, and be selfish in everyway.
Some never absorbed the teachings of why
Christ rose on that Easter Day. Let the pain
be lost in the short term. Know Christ will show
the path to the long term eternal way.
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