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DIVERSIFICATION OF GOD CREATIONG

Previous PoemDiversification Of God's Creation♡AutoplayThe entire natureWhich is embodied with God’s creationReflects diversification from each otherDifferent stars, different planetsDifferent colors, 

BLAME ME NOT

howrah   Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem 79 / 840 Previous Poem Blame Me Not Rating: ★ 5.0 ♡ Autoplay Blame me not If my poetry touches your heart Your soul undulate reading my poem If your mind objurgate the flowing wave If the wind whispers in your ears If your eyes eradiate the courteous view If your nostril percept the perfume If thy melody of life touches the sky Like an eagle flying in the sky Making an attempt to kiss the moon Sheering in the infinitive sky You will be thinking what to say? The blooming flower will be reciting my poem Then you must be listening to the fragrance Certainly you will be exaggerating the value And ingeminating your erubscent feelings When birds will be chirping songs The breeze must be rappelling down to your feet Blame me not for your misunderstanding For making you sick for your feelings Incited in corner of your heart I am writing for the universal hood Glittering in the moonlit night Exposing gesture of thy presence Disbursing pollen to fl...

MORNING

Every morning comes with a new sun at every dawn with new challenges of life with a new creativity of life as to work from dawn to dusk Every morning brings a new happiness every morning is the gift of nature every morning asks the birds to leave the nests and fly in the sky Every morning realises the darkness of life every morning says I'll come on the morrow with a new hope of life. ramesh rai  Tuesday, May 8, 2012

IF YOU WERE NOT

ramesh rai   howrah   Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem 333 / 840 Previous Poem If You Were Not ♡ Autoplay You shared all sorrows of my life you pained to transcend nostalgia of my solitude like a canoe to make me across the loneliness If you were not my friend had not I been sojourning to entwine the garlands of poems to make your offerings when all petals will wilt you will certainly throw it but if you have ever muttered its resonance shall echo through ages you will realise to celebrate your all feelings, but the withered flowers will certainly be consoling your faith to make your life a splendid castle then you can live with true happiness with full enthusiasm of your life Your delicacy would ever remind me my poetry would have been incomplete if you were not my friend. ramesh rai  Monday, November 5, 2012

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR

Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem912 / 840 Previous Poem Twinkle Twinkle Little Star - 4 ♡ Autoplay Twinkle twinkle little star make me friend where you are what do you manifest in the night when this world is covered with darkest night your light is so dimmer to dispel the night, though you are in zillion in the sky. Twinkle twinkle little star you look very small in the sky so my childish heart wants to play with your gleaming light Twinkle twinkle little star how do you do every night. ramesh rai Sunday, September 21, 2014

NORTH STAR

howrah   Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem 526 / 840 Previous Poem North Star ♡ Autoplay At the descending night when the moon is setting aside all stars are returning to their home the sun has not yet appeared but the aura of his arrival is spreading through out the sky A brightest blazing star appears in the north horizon of sky knocking the door of the day to open the door for entrance of sun to make all creatures to be aware to wake up, the sun is coming to disburse the message of life. The eastern horizon is getting flooded with redness of blood for penetration of life. North star is always constant indicating right direction when the life has lost its all direction I am searching north star of my life if I can find north star of my life I will decide all directions of my life North star comes as indicator for a brighter day I am feeling impotent being lost in the ocean of life, only north star can give me the right direction of my life. ramesh rai  Thursday, November 15...

CRY FOR PEACE

Next Poem 117 / 840 Previous Poem Cry For Peace ♡ Autoplay Every one is crying for peace all are crying for peace holding guns in their hands seating on the heap of magazine crying for peace, peace, peace but the pigeon of peace has flown away leaving her nest which is accumulated with chaos and disdain how the peace can sustain in the house where no one wants to understand any one always imposing overlapping others wishes in the name of truth, wisdom and supremacy peace is peace satisfies without implication where peace will abode for joys of all. ramesh rai  Monday, November 10, 2014