its been long since we has any activity on this blog. sorry for this friends. i hope i would get back to you soon. till then bear with me.

agni ki udaan

agni ki udaan baki hai,
kuchh parindo ki pehchaan baki hai,
abhi to humne udne ki shuruwat ki hai,
abhi to saara aasmaan baki hai!

mrig kalpana bhang kare wo,
jo sochte hain, ki hainn shikhar par,
purjor to humne abhi lagaya hi nahi
ki chahuore mach gayi hai khalbali,

dag bharna to abhi hum bas sikh rahe hai,
abhi to himalaye ki chadhaan baki hai!!


author :VISHWA RANJAN

The tick of the clock

The tick of the clock has something to say,

the whiff of the breeze can always take away,

the wet of the eyes of the morning sky,

the prints in the sand of a passerby!

The tick of the clock has the final verdict.

A shooting star can make you an addict

you may flutter and try,you may totter and cry

but soon the fire would be a fleeting lie!

The tick of the clock can never listen

lame excuses of unfinished missions

you sleep a night with a hideous dream

the next morning you could be tasting cream!

the harder you try, the harder it seems,

the cage around you is of iron beams

to run with time is the toughest job

pointing at you, says the tick of the clock!!


author:SHEKHAR SUMAN.

If i would have been a painter

The flickering of the sleepy stars,
and the arrival of the new day.
The silent, still, crimson clouds,
have left me nothing to say.

If i would have been a painter,
I would have painted the colors,
the joys of the morning,
the hues of the lovers.

Just then a lightening struck across the sky,
Brightening the night's memories in my heart,
A group of birds, wings open, turned by,
to embrace me, this new day, this new start.


author: SHEKHAR SUMAN

The Welcome note

hola everyboy,

i welcome you all my verse men to this blog to share their pieces of poetry allowing a wider view to their work.

welcome aboard.