The Passionate Poet

T aste o f F ame - The lines here describe about  a treacherous teacher who makes and breaks in seconds and is the line between known and unknown. Cheers and Claps by small creatures and wasps All I could hear was just my name I came to know the taste of Fame preachers to me were just a game I got a taste of ,the sweet of the fame. From tiny to mighty all knew my hall The pride of fame was so much tall Fallacy I had, there is no wall The shine , the glitter was loved by all New was the customer to, the old fame stall From rags to riches was the story of all Hard work and efforts there was no such call! Only friend I had was a mirror And enemy too, how worse it was Still was fine cause it gave new name Now all I could see was just my fame! The shadow soon departed, the bridges fell off the time was over and it took it all Suddenly it was all not the same All I tasted was the bitter of fame All I thought it could be tame Still

U ndivided   L ove -   This one piece of words written one by one are the story of a true heart which speak about an undivided love!  Thinking about the days behind me I saw something of the past with me The trips, The tricks and the never forgotten springs the stories so deep , even the oceans retreat crystal clear as the sky might be! Today, I thought where you might be still cherishing every moment we shared every smile of yours , every breathe within me sleeps the night sighing with me asking the dawn what happened to me? I stopped , I started but things remain same The dreams I saw the sunshine I felt never came The glitter of your eyes, the beauty of your soul The ears you had did not hear the breaking of a heart made of gold! The broken pieces speak often with my silence And ask me not to stop loving Cause we don't need you to love you We don't need eyes to see you we don't need words to talk to We don't

BEAUTIFUL   BHARAT - This particular piece of poetry is an important one for me due to the feelings I share for my country, not only patriotism but a gratitude and respect towards my motherland INDIA. PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN!! In the heart of the universe lies a poet's verse In which the hearts beat  to welcome treats  Nor fool neither cheats  A person aspires for A land so sweet. With a touch of sugar  and a blend of spices  In the gifted land of nature, chirps a golden bird  to welcome others  With a broad smile  that lasts longer a mile. With happiness piled  and an impacting style. The land of art  garnished with culture A fabric so precious  clothes made special. Lies a land crafted by gods  Appreciated by nature Blessed by emotions, of hundreds of hearts. This land is incredible  creation of god, Art of the great lord. Their lies a Beautiful Bharat. Embraced with the crown of Himalayas Gift of natu

My Missile Man - A tribute to the land of inspiration whose words were golden, and dreams were perennial the torchbearer of the eminent tomorrow our MISSILE MAN OF IN D IA Dr A.P.J Abdul Kalam I know a man  A man of few words  whose dreams came alive  as the speed of light. His determination counted on every moment mounted. I know a man  who in its entire life  dedicated his energy, to a country's synergy. Led his life beyond space  till his last breath he put his heart  to this great art. I know a man of " Wings Of Fire " who ignited the Indian choir. I know a man the man of few words was knighted as the " Missile Man" who counted on every moment  for the country's future. He was a potter that shaped the future  An idol of the youth who grew young as the years passed. I know the lamp of enlightenment A man, A league and A legacy on own. He was my Idol MY MISSILE MAN By - P uru

My Teacher I know a man  whose dreams state sky's the limit ! I know the torch bearer  of an eminent tomorrow  the potter shaping the future, I know the actor behind these roles  A man of few words  but the words he spoke were golden words The kindest heart epitome of success The bridge of light  that makes our heads held higher  than any fear of the dark All I know is only  My Teacher - T he S ilent R ogue

We replaced I Standing alone in the sands of time still apart but together  cause I replaced We ! From the storm of wind  or the rain of thunder, fear wakes up but still sleeps down cause I replaced We. From melting of iron to the silence of siren From man on space to the end of days, the ocean of unity saw it together, cause I replaced We. The small big fights to the scams much bigger the biggest of lies and covering of the sky  all us saw as one  cause I replaced We. The days of bitter  and the days of cold all faded far, by the sunshine of smiles  lasted longer than miles  Our heads held high, Cause We replaced I. Cause WE replaced I Still the irony speaks have WE replaced I ? - T he S ilent R ogue

Your Presence is Absent! The little little talks we shared Memories of us touched by come and go, At nights by my side  Your stale smiles made me sleep and vanished. To meet again is impossible  still we meet every moment unknowingly why I can"t forget you why? the destiny wants us why? Everything"s same still something is missing  something feels incomplete why? Your Presence is missing Your Presence is Absent! You seem to be close still feel far I see you everywhere but my eyes cannot find you why? I cannot forget you why? These circumstances occur to me why? The answer feels simple but  I cannot understand it why  everything feels similar yet something feels missing Your Presence still remains Absent ! - T he S ilent R ogue