What i write today are not just a few rhyming words. It is but a "promise". My promise to the people i love.The promise i would happily die keeping.Thank u folks cos it is just because of ur love that i can boast of being the only person in the whole wide world ,who never felt unlucky.....even for a moment....
I CAN FIX THAT
"The day has scortched you,your being exhausted ,
No cool in any waters you adopted ,
Sit down a little , give me your load ,
A little rest .....I can fix that".
"You toiled and toiled with only sweat result ,
Your soul has ache'd and bore insult
Hold on my dear , it is not ephemeral
A little more wait .....I can fix that."
"You have erred , a Hemlock sprouts ,
Your soul cyanosed by its poisnous bouts ,
Don't you worry; the Panacea is coming ,
Just a little delay .....I can fix that."
"Come to me whatever may come ,
Come to me whatever u've done ,
My nest may be small ;your problems big
A li'll more weaving , .....I can fix that."
Madhur Uniyal
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wow..is wat comes to my mind after reading this poem. so, besides poetry wat all do u do?? i think u're a doctor, how do u manage to take out so much time? u know wat, when i was young i always wanted to write poems..but i guess it was not my cup of tea. neways, keep up da gud work..!!
I feel nobody can invent a poem . It has to be discovered.It is always around you waiting to be discovered. You just have to have those Mr India glasses...and you will find these little melliflous words,hidden in every nook and corner around u....waiting to give wings to your imagination...
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