Jaykumar Donga
Abstract Children Stories Comedy
I want to write it in a very unique way.
Buy I need merely ten words.
Do you think this is a Poem?
Yes I think so.
My First Poem
My First Poem...
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but dead when every corner... Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but de...
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,
Fight the fear and love my life as it happens by...! Fight the fear and love my life as it happens by...!
They who learn to hold it I adore,... They who learn to hold it I adore,...
A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation, A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation,
Be a rotten picture on someone’s goddamned wall. Be a rotten picture on someone’s goddamned wall.
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 ...
Nice.... Nice....
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
May their faces be filled with smiles. May their faces be filled with smiles.
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand here and sing. Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand ...
Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet. Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet.
The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
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