Foresters Poems

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Thursday, July 12, 2007

A circus called world..

Einstein decades back Theorised Energy in any system is Constant, It can’t be created Nor destroyed, Only thing it can do is Change its shape. How true he was. In death too, Energy changes its shape, One life disappears, It’s elements get back to Where they came from, Soul too leaves Old clothes and... Sign in to see full entry.

Thousand colors of nature...

After a back breaking, Whole day out, Sun dips into the sea, Heat of it's body, Dissolving in sea, Into those melting Golden red waves. Wintery nights, Full moon plays heartily, Up in skies, It's moonlight, Jiggling around in lake Tickling, shivering, Soft small waves, Those small stars, Playing... Sign in to see full entry.

We are all one...

Different may be Our races But we’re the same; Different may be Color of our skins But we’re the same; Different may be Languages we speak But we’re the same; Different may be Our faiths and religion But we’re the same; Whatever we may think That we’re not But we’re the same We are all creations Of... Sign in to see full entry.

Come ! Lets go...

Under the starry sky, In the village of waves, Lets set out, On the boat of our dreams, Come lets go. Milk bathed nights, Moon too in our company, Lets search for the morning star, Come lets go. Shining like silver, Playing on waves, Lets hear stories, From fishes themselves, Come lets go.... Sign in to see full entry.

He waits for you...

Life........ Another name of challenges, You begin by Climbing small hillocks, Each one sparks in you, A desire to graduate, To higher ones, Each one filling your heart, With a confidence to, Conquir the higher ones..../ Till finally one day,/ You reach the highest one,/ Where Lord sits,/ With His... Sign in to see full entry.

A night in jungle...

Golden Sun, Rolling down the hills, In a hurry to disappear, On the other side of trees. Soon after he leaves, Jungle prepares, To lie down and sleep, Beneath the quilt of, The Soft evening mist. Innocent deer herds, Returning back home. Stupid bisons, Grazing munching on grass, Filling up their... Sign in to see full entry.

Hope..

A tree Toppled uprooted By the roadside, Branches all gone, Leaves not in sight, And a creeper, Trying to climb it, Spreading, wriggling Its fingers on it, Trying to wake him up. Its hopeful. And those playful squirrels, Running all over tree, Tickling, whispering Something to him, They do still... Sign in to see full entry.

Sounds of silence...

Sounds of silence Often haunt me, Whispers from eternity Often call me, An smiling face Often comes in my dreams, Wiping my tears, Soothing my aching heart He comforts me. Where are you My Dear Son! He calls, Without you here, I feel lonely, I know you too Feel much the same. Our hearts ever Beat in... Sign in to see full entry.

How am I?

what do I say How am I? How He keeps me I am happy in that. Sign in to see full entry.

Endure..

How much really A heart can endure? Perhaps a little Through all the times... Or a lot over Short breaks of time.....And here is mine.... Enduring everything Ever since he was born.........how long... Till he finds A new body and soul. ***** Sign in to see full entry.

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