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Aruna Yadav Poem
I am called splendid rose by everyone
No mean I am says anyone
They say they are pricked up by thorns to own
Don't they know inbetween thorns I am born
Ever they understand amidst thorns I am worn.
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when it rains
it's choclatey mast
it's delicious feast
it's impossible worst
it's horrible beast
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Ghat road made me vomit .
My husband said damn it.
MY daughter said stop it.
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She is given freedom to rise high
but not to peaks of sky.
She is given freedom to get educated for family's reputation
but not to her senses satisfaction.
She is given freedom to marry to her wish
but not to cross fathers choice of fish.
She is given freedom to do job for family's support
but not to glorify her effort.
She is given freedom to drive her children
but not any other burden.
She is given freedom to lover her lord
but not to be against to the orders of her god.
She is given freedom to part her hubby's victory
but not to mast the voice of her befitting betray.
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Sometimes I am gloomy,
Sometimes I am happy,
Sometimes I am lazy,
Sometimes I am active,
Sometimes I am foolish,
Sometimes I am wise,
Sometimes I am pessimist,
Sometimes I am optimistic,
Sometimes I am introvert,
Sometimes I am extrovert,
Sometimes I am timid,
Sometimes I am brave,
Sometimes I am selfish,
Sometimes I am selfless
Sometimes I am atheist,
Sometimes I am theist,
But always I am lovely and smiley
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Mighty years vanished,dinosaurs diminished,
Himalayas cried out,tsunamis screamed out,
clouds hid out tears in pain, trees fade out in vain
'A Girl' truly static, in the world of highly ma tic
When she born she said" I will grow wild,
I will reach the heights of my father sky,
I will hon our with blossom my mother earth,
I will face the battle with invincible wind,
I will run my roots as long as they unravaged,
I will get tickled of cool breeze,
I will enjoy the warm breath of the sun."
But her arms nibbled away,
her roots nipped away,
her hopes chilled out,
her dreams faded away,
she was decayed wise,
she was pruned Bonsai.
She said "I'm born to grow wild.
but I'm made to grow mild."
they said" You're carved beautifully.
You,re cared wonderfully.
You're valued thousand fully.
You're respected awesomely.
You're worshiped heart fully."
she said"I'm carved, I'm carved
I'm carved ingeniously,craftily,
socially,legally,morally
And finally into a Deadwood."
Mighty years vanished,dinosaurs diminished,
Himalayas cried out,tsunami screamed out,
clouds hid out tears in pain, trees fade out in vain,
'A Girl' truly static, in the world of highly matic
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Many endorse my name as
The sun God,Apollo.
I would like to be savior as him
but not terrible to approach.
Some ratify my name as
Crimson Red
I please everyone with my charm as Rose
but not jab as spike.
I profound ocean
but seems pacific.
Nevertheless many hurdles
I am smiley.
Nevertheless many with similar name
I am unique.
Nevertheless many pains
I am elixir to others.
Unanimously people of my room credit me
I am Aruna-smiley,unique and elixir
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J-jarring at dawn
A-adamant to move
C-clutters everything
K-knack of hiding
F-feeble to withstand
R-reverbate theSun,king of day
O-oblation for everyone
S-scintillates by rays of sun
T-teetered away
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Aruna Yadav Poem
What are you to me?
I am en kindle earth.
You are abysmal sky.
I feel your shadow.
You enjoy my fragrance.
I face your anger thunderbolt.
you drench my thirst.
I adore you.
I endear you.
I respire of you.
You're rudiment of me.
I can never stretch to you.
You can never stoop down to me.
What are you to me?
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Magnificent earth is heaven of mine
incredible wine of beauty is thine
wish of everyone to be permanent dwelling
leaves no more, death it chance of availing
If i am lucky to step into heaven
I would be on the clouds of eleven
I research on secret of it
I chase mystery of death with my wit
I construct a lift heaven to earth
I feel pride pioneer to invent route of thousands worth
I make everyone travel between two heavens
No passport no visa makes souls moven
No more worry No more fear of stranger death
Muse of heaven no more a myth
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