Category: Poems

Something that I doodle with a pen....

She Walks in Beauty…

Found this written on someone’s door while walking in my office. It instantly caught my attention with its beauty of expression. It was only the first paragraph that they had on there, and hence, as soon as I came home, I went online to figure out who wrote this! Well! bingo! found the culprit who …

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yoon kabhie apne aap se juda ho jaata hoonaaine ke saamne anjaan sa rehta hoonapnon se toh dUr rahtaa thaab mujhse bhi dUr rehtaa hoon! jeene ki tamanna liye jiye jA rahe thejeena kise kehte hain maalUm na tha!Ek din maut saamne aake khaDi huyimain zindagi ko alvida kehne chala tha!zindagi ne kahaa tUne mEra …

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Favorite Kannada poetic numbers in movies!

One of the most favorite topics, when it comes to film music, is the discussions on the poetic songs opted for the movies. It indeed takes a lot of diligent effort on the part of the director to find an extremely good poem, written by a poet, and also tailor make a scene just for …

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What a discovery!!!

When I was ravaging through some of my old documents, surprises of surprises… I discovered the collection of my English poems and short stories “Hope and Despair”. It was a mushy moment.. as if I were watching Hrithik Roshan and Shahrukh Khan meeting eachother in K3G (yeah true!! Duh!!). Well, without much ado about nothing, …

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Rivers of Blood

Ok.. I seem to have written this poem when the carnage at Godhra and Ahmedabad happened. This poem was dedicated to all the victims of these massacres. The Rivers of Blood Deep in the interiors of the battered landsCarving the courses with shapeless hands,Unhindered flow, a thousand scarlet streamsFed by sadness, endless tears and shattered …

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Shabari: Poem by Divine Grace

The expression of one’s self and its various facets takes a lot of creative outlets! Just when, poetry became one of such outlet for me, I don’t know. The first poetic work of mine, (by poetic I mean, atleast in structuring, grammar and content) was when I was in my 9th Standard. It was titled …

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