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Best Poems Written by Shivaji Pandhare

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Nobody

Nobody  -              poem                                             
Here I wonder
Why god has given thunder mind
It doesn’t obey to me
Whirling me on wheel fastly moving
All seems like one  paint tool no time  
To stop for a while my belongings
So nearest but  uncatchable,
And when this magic wheel stops
Suppose death is  standing  nearby you
Even though I failed to do whatever
With that night to end the chapter
Truth is immortal then why I thought
To kill her
That is what I unable to grasp
Where is hell and where is heaven
How to open door of heart for whom?
Call me innocent or foolish
But nothing know or all done unknowingly
Sharp awareness with moment and witnessing only
Happenings, don’t know where me drive?
And this burden on my wings of mind
Later dislike me and throw clothes also
To live as nobody of this world naked.

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Suryaputra

Suryaputra – poem                                                   17-2-2016
This nation  needs always issue and forgetting	
Empty belly keeps tissue paper		
Sanity goes void and in vain osteracized to become beggar
Nobody comes then in whole life to touch your heart.
But listen with pathos your melancholy melody.
Who are poors  by torn wallets and no blood in vein
To rebel and dares not to die they talks banters for revolution
This mentally castrated progeny of high breed lives faceless
In darkness everytime waiting in hope
Suryaputra would born one day this assumption of gavatar
Running for belly with speed of dhum
All true path of searching self existence blocked
And wrong illusions grimacing for happiness
His thirsty throat screams inside for love
And chases it for failure that way never reaches to immortality
Infinit of pointalism  ink drops
And thousand faces whirls before in moment that never catchable
Or hunt to victimize
In dream in seclusion he  swaying without angel
Or wander in alley of bitches for cheap orgasm then how
Could he die like martyer in this nation?
Like common man with various names labelized by others
Lives in safe sophisticated life
Forgetting his own identity crisis for god’s sake
He quotes -
Don’t pedagogue us
We will ready to wait till doomsday to change
all this with snail pace. Thanks for your honest
honest feedback for deserted poet of dying thirst.

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To Mother

To mom –                                                  

Dear mom………

For love my every tear

Outcasted, conspirated  humiliated to bear

They are creator of this scene

On this platform at midnight

My agony my misery

Even in lighted room can not grasp

Fumble like blind for fact

Nothing conspicuous in litracy

Then why mourn for blindness

Even walking with sophisticated modesty

Nothing relevant happens.

So I tried to smother my hopes, my dreams first.

Dear mother…..

Now who will caress my head to calm down

Those burning thoughts

Creator of show more impatient to show

Us pitiable and humiliated.

More pathetic

And whose who morbid audience

Sobbing with kerchief for this great mischief

To forget next moment

If barred to show scars and signs of twitched

Heart with mental war

Deep deep heart is enough to express all

We are so wise and genius to review this plight

And measure the wounds of rape in solitude

Now this phenomenal lonliness

Soothing itself with words

Nobody hear my this lunatic monolouge

Would  i

Overcome it without you?

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Alien

Alien  -                poem                                                           

Father barred
Mother marred
Words are isolated
Bloody hunger to hug
Beauty killing me everyday
And I am angry on mocking
Bird shoot his blinking eye
Repent and curse own fate
Dishonest trips in chariot
Celebrating every night
And we are counted as valuless
And taken for granted as impotent who has no choice
Facts hidden under my pillow asking every night who is nominee
If you wait till doomsday
For apoclapyse  to hope a change, you are must be liar
As father never let free
Society morbidity
Never likes this diversity
To come,  so  I tried to be blind and modest
Which lives safely in their  sweet in nestle
This how we bargain on no profit no loss
But as wasted to burn at last as alian.