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Suyash Awasthi Poem
A secret
Those cool evening breeze in summer season
And those empty spaces of my fingers
Which only remind me of your fingers
And when I close my eyes, I don't know why I smile remembering only the fragrance of your hair.
This evening breeze like a cold wave
While running in the sky
Asks me the reason for my smile.
I also said that this is just a secret of mine and mine
If I tell you, then this secret
Will no longer be a secret
Filled with the feelings of peace.
Those cool evening breeze in summer season
And those empty spaces of my fingers
Which only remind me of your fingers.
--- @poet_suyash_awasthi
Copyright © suyash Awasthi | Year Posted 2024
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Suyash Awasthi Poem
He knows but
I myself won't tell him
looking at me in sorrow
Having fun with that laughter too
i will never tell anyone
I'm in this thought every evening
What new sorrow will tomorrow
Who will show new colors like a chameleon
I am sitting with sorrow,
that too is my friend
One day that too will show a new color
Will leave happiness in my favor
He knows but
I myself won't tell him
----- @poet_suyash_awasthi
Copyright © suyash Awasthi | Year Posted 2024
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Suyash Awasthi Poem
A Night
fighting waking dreams
This night passes, defeated by fatigue
People say success is a race
And in this race for success
all happiness is left behind
laughing out loud
turns into pretentious laughter
And when we sit under the night sky
So the hard work of those twinkling stars
Your entire day's hard work appears less in front of
And in this thought again a new morning dawns
fighting waking dreams
This night passes, defeated by fatigue
Copyright © suyash Awasthi | Year Posted 2024
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Suyash Awasthi Poem
sitting in thought
Today uneven also interrupted me
the moving winds
stopped my stupid thinking
And what happened to my courage?
everyone left me too
But that bird of success
I still keep ahead in my troubles
Because with that bird
if i left
so your parents
taking care of that childhood
plucked the plant from the root
sitting in thought
Today uneven also interrupted me
the moving winds
stopped my stupid thinking
———— Suyash Awasthi
Copyright © suyash Awasthi | Year Posted 2024
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