Details |
Anmol Garg Poem
In the crowd of the world
were lost somewhere,
make everyone laugh
lost myself somewhere
were thinking that
the world became its own
But when I woke up I understood
we were just getting used to
and then...................
began a quest to find myself
to walk with myself
to love my own dreams
to get closer to god
To live life in the name of some loved ones
when the search is of our own
not people, but we leave them
in the eyes of the world
is bad anyway
so what difference does it make
What are people saying!!!!!!
Copyright © Anmol Garg | Year Posted 2023
|
Details |
Anmol Garg Poem
What people think?
What people says?
How does it matter?
We are all made like
it's great, it's beautiful
We all have the same skeleton
It's just an art of skin,
that separates us all from each other
Its perfect to say -
We are all perfectly imperfect,
And that's perfectly alright.
Copyright © Anmol Garg | Year Posted 2023
|
Details |
Anmol Garg Poem
You call it God, you call it Jesus or nature.
The one who creates and sustains us.
There is power in every color of nature,
that brings peace to the heart.
Now look at the warmth of the sun and the shade of the trees during the day,
And then look at the moon among the stars at night.
Feel the cool breeze and the smell of the first rain.
These things will give you comfort,
the day you understand life.
Then the crowd of that era will just trouble you.
Copyright © Anmol Garg | Year Posted 2023
|