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THE WOUND

Gazing ,gazing my chared skin
Hold my hand ,the little angel,
What is this ? Quoth she,
In her mesmerizing tone.
"Unhold me ,forget it ",said I.
"No ,no ,need to know
Or forget your angel forever",said she
With rolling eyes with an affectionate tone.
'No",I yelled .
"Listen if you can , the story of a loser ,
The story of a fool."
"Long long ago,I used to laugh .
Iused to live ,Iused to see.
My giggles made everyone cry.
My shine made everyone dull.
How can you be so ? said the world .
My blushes, my words made my trap.
A sudden jerk from the back.
And I fall in the trap ,unbreakable ,invincible.
Don't leave him , said the world.
My coffin was put on the Chapel of Cathedral
The so called holy men put me out
Myself chained could not protect,
On the altar they burnt me .
I yelled -Jesus ......
And I am waiting .......
Years to go Years to come .

THE WARRIOR

With a christ soul;
Sheilded with faith,love and humanity,
I entered into the arena- the arena of beasts
The arena of quislings, the arena of betrayers.
The first armour- the armour of faith broken.
I couldnot realize.
Mother Merry indicated
Son!
Be careful,but the christ soul acquired a patch
The patch of power,the patch of fame.
Christ soul with a patch!
No, never .Mother yelled.
Her yelling makes my senses maim.
I have the eyes but no vision,
I have the ears but no sound,
I have the mind but no thoughts.
In the arena I keep fighting and I keep winning,
The patch grows and grows and eclipsed the soul.
I lost my back armour - the boon of Merry.
The bloody game continued,
Finally a sword hit like blitz from back,
I yelled. Maa ! Help!
But the noise of collossium masked my cry.
I fell, blood ozes from the veins.
And I keep crying and you all keep laughing,
And I am dying but you all keep on laughing.
But a homage I want for the giggles what I offered
Remember me
When I am dead
When I am dead.

MY ETERNAL LOVE

Inside the carved kirk,
Beside standing the menorah,
Taking candles in the hand,
In front of "Mother Marry",
I am begging.
Wait!
Why should I beg,as a son I should demand.
Oh mother!
I am in abyss, totally dark
Searching my love without any lamp.
I can hear her but I can't,
I can see her but I can't,
I can feel her but I can't.
Her voice , her charm make me maim.
I am not a magnate neither create any magnet.
In a maladroit situation I am.
I promise I don't repeat,
The mistakes I have committed , the wrongs I deed.
Oh Mother!
She cares me,she hearss me,
She scolds me,she tease me,
But,but she never come forward to understand me.
How can I say "I love you "and "I truly do"
Oh Mother!
Your son is hapless
Have my desire ,
Have my desire.

DESTINY

In a messy and shabby gown
With enormous holes and stiches around,
But with glowing and sining face
With hypnotic eyes,
There was a boy, Nahid
Who hold my hand ;
Excuse me ; quoth he in a pale voice.
Give me a penny for my yelling belly
For my dried lips.
"Behold off ,unhold me"
Said I in a firing way.
His eyes were numb, his ears were dumb.
He glared my face
I was out of race.
Listen , said he
A posthumus child I am
Destiny of whom is scant.
No one to care
No one to share.
With a hut and small piece of land
I was happy more than a king.
This cruel world snatched my kingdom.
Money makes my tressure nullify.
The sarcophagus of my joy
Burried deep beneath my heart.
Flurry of pain in soul
Produces not a single drop in eyes.
Then his lips smiled
Saradonically on his situation.
I moved to church,
Nahid continued
I was sanguine
As I was going to God.
I forgot God is stone
But God is gold
But God is power.
The priest beside menorah
Thrown me out of kirk.
As he was the Jesus ,he was the Merry.
The sanctum was captured by satan
Imp become the master of sacristy.
His glaring put my head down and down
I had to live , Nahid continued,
Instead of satchel and toys
I adopted spades and brooms.
The servant of a rich fellow became I.
The salsa of salver ,day and night
Hands gets scrubbed but not their heart.
Have to travel a mile every dawn and dusk.
To the satyan to carry the sylvan,
High above the hill from a pricky path
One mistake and Ballet of canes on my bones.
I fail to surmise what would happen
But this was the beginning.
I decided to fled , he continued ,
But roads betrayed
A horse rider who was demon in disguise
Hits me hard from my back
I fell, lost my legs ;
Now here ,
A scherzo comes from his throat
He become stone .
Finally God call him back ;
Gets intermingled with cosmos.
The meershaum fell from my hand .
The soul says it is a act of savoirfare.
What a vicious circle it is
Every moment some Nahid goes
Many comes
Neither the creator ,nor the creation
Think about it
Some words of Nahid
Hits my ear again and again
"No one to care
No one to share."

PROPOSAL

It is very delightful
When u know u are in love.
Flying like a dove
With all your zeal and passion,
Dreaming in the day
Jogging in the night.

You decided to propose
Fearing your foe intend to dispose.
You tried to fled
Your heart find it hard.
You tried to stay ,
Your mind betray.

Finally, you went to her
Your foot didn't enter.
You dropped the letter brought for her
Which gets crimson by your blood.
You packed your sack, doorbell cried,
You find honey hugging you
Said why so late.

AS FAR AS THIS DRAFT IS CONCERN IT LACKS QUALITY, WHAT THE FEEDBACK I GOT,BUT THIS IS MY FIRST .
I HAV WRITTEN THIS WHEN I WAS IN CLASS 11.I REALLY LOVE IT.

JUST NOTHING

Generally i don't copy any of my drafts but after reading 11MINUTES i gone through a nice poem.It is close to my heart.So i copy the style.PLEASE .......

I love to walk in rain so that no body could see my tears.
I love to walk in dark so that no body could see my face.
I love to talk to walls so that no body could make a laugh.
I love to be with me so that no body could betray me.

For I am the first and the last.
I am the angel and demon,
I am the son and the brother,
I am the hero and the traitor,
I am the beloved and the betrayer,
For I am the first and the last