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Neha Sharma Poem
whole day and night i am waiting for tomorrow
as some one is going to come
to take away all my sorrows
and pain which till date i borrow
because of others.....
there is someone, who is just made for me
he doesn't care how other's see
just for me, he climb all mountains
and will bring rain as a fountain...
for him i m waiting whole day and night
one day off sure i will saw him by my sight
till that day
till that day
i just sit n say...
i will wait for tomorrow
as someone is going to come
to take away all my sorrows
and pain which till date i borrow
because of others....
Neha Sharma
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i miss you
but i don't want to love you
you become important for me
but i want to forget you
you are special
but not that much essential
you are my part
but now i want to be apart
you are my past
which is so vast
just get out from my life
i want to cut it with knife
i miss you,i want forget you
but i know i can't do it to you
as you are important
and being most important always.....
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Tribute
A holy spirit on earth
Whose living was worth
She was slim, sleek creature
With silent and clam nature
She had strong determinations
With so much of contributions
She had silver hair with golden heart
And for us she was like rampart
She helped in everybody’s need
That was proved by her every deed
She was graceful and full of charm
As she never done any harm
Her teachings and blessings
Are valuable briefings
She taught me the meaning of prayer
And make me believe that god is everywhere
Her attitude towards life
And her habits are affirmative rife.
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who make me confident
that's your confidence in me
who take me out of darkness
and give me light where i want to see
who shows me the new world
in which till date i don't believe
for correction, support and for every need
i find you any how in my every deed
thanks for everything
n thanks for being my teacher....
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the same breeze will blow
the same sun will glow
the same river will flow
and some more will grow
when i left this world...
some more will born
some more will die
some more will be happy
some more will cry
some more situations are their
when i am not here...
two days sorrows
and then no more tomorrows
after that all again
they go to gain...
on every death anniversary
they refresh their memories
just to show
what they don't have
and again they go back to gain...
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oh! poor child
oh! poor child
you have no proper
food clothing and shelter
oh! poor child
oh! poor child
people don't treat you like a human
they are always making your fun
oh!poor child
oh!poor child
no one is worried about your health
but true! you are country's wealth
oh!poor child
oh!poor child
you can become a star one day
if provided chance one day
oh!poor child
oh!poor child
i pray for thee
that you will be free
from all the problems
that hinder in your growth and welfare.
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i wonder why grass is green
and wind is never seen
who teaches birds to built a nest
and trees to take a rest
who ask the wind to blow
and radiant sun to glow
why the rain always fall down
and earth wears the sky as a crown
why the sun rises in east and sets in west
who suggests these rules,which i think are really best
who teach the bird to fly
and new born baby to cry
who gave ostrich wings, when there is no need
and why carbon form rings, may be to do good deed
why human form religion
and why the peace bird is only pigeon
why the animals are called dumb
while they can speak their own tongue
the answer of all these treasure
is only NATURE, NATURE and NATURE.
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there is call now
it's time to go
it's tough time to leave
when i have strong desire to live
now there is no hope
i am stuck in a well
that's devoid of rope
i knew it, but still
argue with god for some extra days
when there are no ways
still my works are pending
earlier it was me,
who wasted time
now it's time
who is playing with me
why it is running so fast
why it doesn't take rest
at least give me chance to do my best
but there is no chance
as it is never be by chance
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i just can't express how beautiful was that day
when we were discussing our ways
and night was full of cool rays
the breeze was full of your touch
and i was dreaming too much
about you and me....
waiting to listen that 3 magical words
which compile of whole world
when u would say?
then suddenly i listen something
which i was not able to believe
those were that 3 magical words ...
which seems more magical when he said
thousands of butterflies started flying
and i was like on cloud nine
that was the best day of mine...
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all questions come to an end
when i find you
all worries for my future
now seems useless
when i met you
my dear....
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