POEMS
BY DR. RAM SHARMA
C-26, SHRADHAPURI PHASE2, KANKERKHERA, MEERUT, U.P., INDIA-250001
I still remember my childhood,
Love, affection and chide of my mother,
Weeping in a false manner,
Playing in the moonlight,
Struggles with cousins and companions,
Psuedo-chide of my father,
I still have everything with me,
But i miss,
Those childhood memories
2 OCTOPUS
Man has become octopus,
entangled in his own clutches,
fallen from sky to earth,
new foundation was made,
of rituals, customs and manners,
tried to come out of the clutches,
but not
waiting for doom`s day
YEARS
Years,
passed,
of this century,
in the hope,
era has changed,
to see something new,
perhaps,
everything will be changed,
but what happens with thinking,
do something positive
it will take years,
to build
COMPLAIN
I am tired,
of callling,
i am finding none,
to come with me,
none is hearing me,
hearts have been locked,
windows of ears have been closed,
its my fate,
pain is my destiny,
i have no complain,
towards anyone
WOUNDS
I want to forget everything,
dropping wounds,flowing tears,
hunger,despair and sting of poverty,
wall of discrimination,
i want to forget this,
but people wants,
not to heal this,
my efforts have become useless,
my wounds are still live
O! ROSE
O! rose,
you,
left thorns,
in my orchard,
i am bleeding,
my orchard has no fragrance,
still now,
many plants grew,
but weather is not favourable,
greenary has lost,
trees are cut,
belief no more,
system crushed,
orchard has become desert
Poetry by dr. ram sharma
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Written on 2009-07-24 at 19:55
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POEMS OF DR. RAM SHARMA
CHILDHOOD MEMORIESBY DR. RAM SHARMA
C-26, SHRADHAPURI PHASE2, KANKERKHERA, MEERUT, U.P., INDIA-250001
I still remember my childhood,
Love, affection and chide of my mother,
Weeping in a false manner,
Playing in the moonlight,
Struggles with cousins and companions,
Psuedo-chide of my father,
I still have everything with me,
But i miss,
Those childhood memories
2 OCTOPUS
Man has become octopus,
entangled in his own clutches,
fallen from sky to earth,
new foundation was made,
of rituals, customs and manners,
tried to come out of the clutches,
but not
waiting for doom`s day
YEARS
Years,
passed,
of this century,
in the hope,
era has changed,
to see something new,
perhaps,
everything will be changed,
but what happens with thinking,
do something positive
it will take years,
to build
COMPLAIN
I am tired,
of callling,
i am finding none,
to come with me,
none is hearing me,
hearts have been locked,
windows of ears have been closed,
its my fate,
pain is my destiny,
i have no complain,
towards anyone
WOUNDS
I want to forget everything,
dropping wounds,flowing tears,
hunger,despair and sting of poverty,
wall of discrimination,
i want to forget this,
but people wants,
not to heal this,
my efforts have become useless,
my wounds are still live
O! ROSE
O! rose,
you,
left thorns,
in my orchard,
i am bleeding,
my orchard has no fragrance,
still now,
many plants grew,
but weather is not favourable,
greenary has lost,
trees are cut,
belief no more,
system crushed,
orchard has become desert
Poetry by dr. ram sharma
Read 261 times
Written on 2009-07-24 at 19:55
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