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Mugdha Prabhakar Poem
Good Morning!
Radiant and bright soleil;
reveals what darkness conceal'
Brilliant sun shines horizon;
sky filled with hues of crimzon
Rays of sun touch the earth;
dew drop' buds, birds churp.
Crisp and fresh mist in the air;
gentle caress as a mother's care.
Blossoming buds, humming bees;
streched wings of wandering geese.
Tweets birdie Good Morning!
happy singing and churping.
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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why do I want to say yes,
when the answer is nope.
I dont want to deny,
but how stupid is my hope!
that is a riddle I ask myself,
I should forget what I have dealt.
I am strugling, I bet
but I cant regret.
words and tears dint console;
ohh! how deep it has hurt my soul.
time dint stop for me,
dragged me... far have I come I see.
realising, observing and not seeing
surely and certainly..
need to find;
and value of my being!
heal my mind, you need to heal!
sorrow and grief cant peril;
in the small little heart;
a cheer has to start!
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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Nature’s Bliss
Nature’s painting is splendid;
Beautiful and serene indeed!
Each hue and color so unique;
Not even in a rainbow are they seen.
Churps of a bird, fragrance in a flower;
Brings in life, rain in every shower!
Paints the painting nature everyday
Sprays color; wind in every sway.
Mist in the air and fresh breeze;
Bounties of nature are bliss!
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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Splashes of waves;
crashes on rocks,
facts about life
told me, I thought.
Deterred the rocks stood;
crashed harder the waves could.
In bad and good times,
be it rain or sun shines.
Each wave made the rocks glitter;
so does our life,
enriched with experience
better or bitter.
Rushed the water
as it swept by;
so does our life
with smile or sigh!
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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Touch of the sunshine,
kiss of gold;
leaves have turned
organge and red bold!
lime green, tender green,
bright and now yellow!
lots of sunshine did they swallow?
dark and darker, the leaves go bolder
older; until to the winds they surrender
"i will drop them all!"
says the wind during the fall
rustle rustle winds blow;
leaf and leaves, I watch them go
lonely stands the tree;
as the leaves go spree.
cold and colder, its chilly there;
as the tree stands bare
soon they will be covered in a fleece blanky;
of snow soft, silky and shiny!
thats the care of mother nature;
hybernating trees in a restful slumber!
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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Dear Friend . . .
We might not meet, we might not chat,
but we would still be friends,
you better don’t forget that..
Times would go passing by,
changes would come with you and I,
our lives destiny would shape,
as with time progress we make.
Distance would take us away miles & miles,
we might not even see each others smiles.
We might not help each other;
but still let not,
our friendship wither..
Remember the moments which we share..
no matter, now you are where
you would then miss me
but in your memories I will be..
The magic of friendship would call me
and I would miss you then
thinking..
together we would be when . . .
- Mugdha Prabhakar Bhurke
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