this is for and about my niece.... welcome to this world my gal... may god bless u...
maybe one day u will read this poem by urself and then u will think about me!! this is just for u...
Child in the womb
Unaware unexpressed
Striving to survive
Survival in her mind
What do I owe her?
I spent countless nights thinking about her
Why am I thinking about her?
Why do I always pray for her?
Why do I plan gifts for her?
Why do I plan names for her?
How she changed my mechanical view
How she changed it to spiritual one
She isn't even born
Inheriting countless characters
Of countless civilizations behind her
She is more developed
She is one step ahead of me
Seventeen years difference which cant be bridged
Why do I want all the miseries
That god may inflict on her
Why do I view her as the
Landscape of serenity
How can I feel her heartbeat now
Miles away from her
Why do I care for her so much
That I will gladly jump off the roof
Just to see her amusement
Why I want to melt myself
And put myself around her
Why am I viewing her as a new being?
Even earth don't deserve
Something as beautiful and as innocent as her
Why don't I feel anything else
Other than love for her
How is that I have expressed
Myself from bottom of my heart
So easily just by thinking about her
How is that a child changed
My view without even being born
How she has influenced my pen
And I am writing about her
Why my emotions seem to have
No end?
The answers lie in a half formed mind
Mind, which is continuously laboring with
Placenta to survive
One break, and it wont resurface again
Does she know?? That I am thinking
I am devoting my breathe in chanting prayers for her
Poetry by Anshul Sharma
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Written on 2008-04-10 at 18:54
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maybe one day u will read this poem by urself and then u will think about me!! this is just for u...
A MERE CHILD ?????
Child in the womb
Unaware unexpressed
Striving to survive
Survival in her mind
What do I owe her?
I spent countless nights thinking about her
Why am I thinking about her?
Why do I always pray for her?
Why do I plan gifts for her?
Why do I plan names for her?
How she changed my mechanical view
How she changed it to spiritual one
She isn't even born
Inheriting countless characters
Of countless civilizations behind her
She is more developed
She is one step ahead of me
Seventeen years difference which cant be bridged
Why do I want all the miseries
That god may inflict on her
Why do I view her as the
Landscape of serenity
How can I feel her heartbeat now
Miles away from her
Why do I care for her so much
That I will gladly jump off the roof
Just to see her amusement
Why I want to melt myself
And put myself around her
Why am I viewing her as a new being?
Even earth don't deserve
Something as beautiful and as innocent as her
Why don't I feel anything else
Other than love for her
How is that I have expressed
Myself from bottom of my heart
So easily just by thinking about her
How is that a child changed
My view without even being born
How she has influenced my pen
And I am writing about her
Why my emotions seem to have
No end?
The answers lie in a half formed mind
Mind, which is continuously laboring with
Placenta to survive
One break, and it wont resurface again
Does she know?? That I am thinking
I am devoting my breathe in chanting prayers for her
Poetry by Anshul Sharma
Read 1205 times
Written on 2008-04-10 at 18:54
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