Dr. Sudarshan Upadhyay (Samar)
Abstract Classics Fantasy
An arid dry hot spell
Darks drag down drenching
damp dew drops
And sprout words green verdant
What Is A Poe...
Haiku: Half e...
Green dew
All my sin
Mind in Vain-...
Free-Verse In...
Ballad Of A D...
And Dark Burn...
Warrior’s Cry...
Eternal Souls
My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight, My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight,
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Fight the fear and love my life as it happens by...! Fight the fear and love my life as it happens by...!
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
They who learn to hold it I adore,... They who learn to hold it I adore,...
Very nice... Very nice...
A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation, A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation,
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet. Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet.
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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