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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Love, The fuel for Life


Love is all that I have, love is all I can give.
Love is my fuel; Love is all for I live.
Greats in life have fallen, have stumbled.
Love has its own way, many have been humbled.
It drives you crazy; it makes you mad.
It commands you to be good, it makes you bad.
Experience it and you will never be the same again.
It gives you sweetest of pleasures, destroys you with greatest of pain.
You may chose it, you may ignore.
One touch and you want more.
It flows freely, it is impossible to tie.
It is remembered even after you die.
It makes you immortal, give you the reasons.
It keeps you warm even in jarring of seasons.                                      
Love is poetry, love is amuse
It shows you the way, it makes you confuse.
You may not receive but may choose to give
Love is my fuel; Love is all for I live.

With Love!
Vikram
  

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Spiral

This work of mine is purely imaginary and any resemblance to any one dead or alive is purely co-incidental.



Through out, have been trusting a lot.
But, it always comes out as an ugly plot.
No matter, how pure it feels,
Truth is bitter and it cannot be concealed.
It comes out with bitter spits and deadly blow.
The fast paced life breaks to really slow
Always wondered, if it was your fault or mine
It was charcoal black and i expected it to shine
Never showed the way, always walked off the road.
Had that little bag of hope which is now too much of a load.
No wonder i am writing again
This, only eases my pain
It was someone else before and now it is you.
In here, is the never ending same old story and it continues.
The goals are set now and is set to achieve.
Now whatever is sought, is not far from reach.




Thanks
Vikram Baheti