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
I am a blank canvas, Yearning for colors to take hold. I am a blank canvas, Yearning for colors to take hold.
Do you ever feel the weight of emotions, Like a boulder on your chest? Do you ever feel the weight of emotions, Like a boulder on your chest?
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
In shadows cast, my spirit breaks, A tale of woe, no solace takes. In shadows cast, my spirit breaks, A tale of woe, no solace takes.
In solitude of all wild thoughts Twirling and meandering in my mind In solitude of all wild thoughts Twirling and meandering in my mind
That ember glow, It evokes something in me. That ember glow, It evokes something in me.
The forest is dense and thick Yet the traveller has a place to pick The forest is dense and thick Yet the traveller has a place to pick
In a world ablaze with colors divine, Hope blooms anew, like flowers in line. In a world ablaze with colors divine, Hope blooms anew, like flowers in line.
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
But in reality, they are just caged birds with a meaningless existence. But in reality, they are just caged birds with a meaningless existence.
Within Memory Lane's fluid weave, Where dreams blend and sway, I wander upon ethereal strands, craft... Within Memory Lane's fluid weave, Where dreams blend and sway, I wander upon eth...
God’s ways are strange, and stranger God’s ways are strange, and stranger
Her mind is sharp, her heart so pure, She's like a rose, so fragile and demure. Her mind is sharp, her heart so pure, She's like a rose, so fragile and demure.
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
As memories of yesteryears caressed the heart. As memories of yesteryears caressed the heart.
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
In whispers of love, the roses unfurl, Their petals caressed by the moonlight's pearl. In whispers of love, the roses unfurl, Their petals caressed by the moonlight...
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Adolescent youth to my heart was a gift from God Adolescent youth to my heart was a gift from God
There is a time for me, and time for you to be an emotional fool again There is a time for me, and time for you to be an emotional fool again