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Sanjay Khetan Poem
You Worried For Brother!
7/27/2006
You Worried For Brother!
Your poem so nice rather,
Dont treat him like others,
If read your nice the poem,
Will worried with this case.
Everything possible in world,
Captain Crook boldly went..
Where earlier no one there,
Just the world of mysteries.
It make possible to shave on,
One very nice kitchenate oven,
Did you see crow laying eggs?
happening with your brother.
Dont worry its usual in this life,
Some time it worst happening,
Don't bother these accidents O,
He saved might from the bigger.
You made this nice most poem,
In worry of accidents with him,
O lovely person he taken fate,
Fate of other from God on him.
Your poem a lovey from a sister,
Of lovely brother so loving him.
Keep continuity voice speaking,
Your worry made it good sound.
Copyright © Sanjay Khetan | Year Posted 2006
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Sanjay Khetan Poem
I love the most to stick with you,
Kicking myself the most to sit to view,
Baby your poems are with very lovely flow,
Taking me to journey unknown, yeah... it is you.
The world of your heart, imagery & all,
You drive me with fingertips & mouse drive,
Baby I reached to depth of your heart and the all,
And imagery, yet the big part your world I have to know.
Baby your scintillating world & happiness and sorrow,
Your love & joy, or pain veined into me making your sparrow.
Copyright © Sanjay Khetan | Year Posted 2006
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Sanjay Khetan Poem
The Quest
8/7/2006
A nice subject to me now put to the quest,
Intensity of pain now blows to theheart.
One shall not give up so easy this fast,
To ease the matter, solve it or justified.
For thy, among master of work a creator,
Thy able, thy can turn the fate your way.
You may forget the things done in past,
For it makes intensity of pain grow vast.
Never to frustrate from happened past,
Not to ashamed if fate turned in past.
If the things go wrong, correct them,
Or escape like in flood the soft grass.
For soft heart are like growing flowers,
Either blossomed or disgraced dried.
Not to be disgraced with the things,
For the much life to live happily is fore.
Choose the things better suit to peace,
Huh, it is the chapter to learn completely.
Your excellent poem impact sharp flow,
Rhyme dropped like Angel’s Waterfall.
Drops from the heights of the senses flying,
To depths of exclaiming my sinking heart.
Copyright © Sanjay Khetan | Year Posted 2006
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