SHORT POEMS

 

Inspiring Short Poems

  • “Likewise” is an expression directed towards your loved one.It tells about, nevertheless the
    differences, you can’t stop loving. Being in contrast, sometimes makes you more
    lovable and special. 
 
Likewise 
 
You and the river
likewise
You and the moon ,
likewise
You and me are
different 
But you in my heart,
likewise.. 
 
You and the thunder
likewise
You and the
addiction, likewise 
You and me are
different 
But you in my heart, likewise.. 
You and the fire
likewise 
You and the
prayer likewise 
You and me are
different 
But you in my heart, likewise.. 
 
You and the poem,
likewise 
You and the rhythm
likewise 
You and me are
different 
But you in my heart, likewise.. 
 
You and the spring,
likewise 
You and the snow,
likewise 
You and me are
different 
But you in my heart, likewise.. 




The Valentine’s Day Promise

This valentine lets promise
 
Love shall not lose its dignity and self-respect
 
That we shall accept and respect to all things that are
attached to us
 
That we should listen and open for constructive criticism
 
That apart from leaving any bad addiction, we shall remain
addicted to each other
 
That love will be celebrated every day
 
That we shall practice tolerance and contentment
 
This valentine lets promise
 

 

Love shall not lose its dignity and self-respect
 
 
The garbage man is dedicated to all the labours and workers who deserve more attention, care and respect.
 

 

The Garbage Collector

Every day you come to collect garbage,
With a hope in your heart and a song on your lips,
The building watchmen are your fellow, who is old and deaf with a hearing aid,
You sip the tea with your buddy before collecting the garbage,

Every day you come to collect garbage,
With a hope in your heart and song on your lips…


The cats and dogs listen to your songs,
the sweep sound of a broom with garbage along,
Some balderdash and a piece of trash,
You look happy even with a less cash..

Every day you come to collect garbage
With a hope in your heart and song on your lips…

No matter how tough the situation is, you will sweep,
No matter how rough the hour is, you will laugh,

With one broom and one bin..Every day you come to collect garbage
With a hope in your heart and a song on your lips.
Every Day………
  • The hunger games are
    endless. The blind race to become number one are snatching our peace and
    sanctity.
 The Seedless Earth
What have you done to
me?
Look when you walk on
me,
There’s this concrete
jungle
And this constant
struggle to earn
Power and money,
That’s lead nowhere
but on the path of destruction 
The egos are high, leading to vanilla sky..
 
Look, What have you
done to me!

 
If you have it, then
I want it too,
No matter what it
cost to stay on top,

myself not knowing where am I going !
I buy everything and anything, in a civilized shop… And

There’s this concrete jungle

And this constant
struggle to earn
Power and money.
Look when you walk on
me,
What have you done to
me!
 
Look, What have you
done to me!
 
There are lot many
things which you can rectify,
There are lot many
things which you can deny.
But you love to
falsify and such things get multiply…  And
 
There’s this concrete
jungle 
And this constant
struggle to earn
Power and money.
Look when you walk on
me,
What have you done to
me!

Look, What have you
done to me!


The Mysterious Clay

Coming from the wet and wild
Across kilometres and in the state of exile
Turning the table day by day
I’m clay, the mysterious clay
 
From minerals and life and all the ingredients from soil
I hold the history and a lot of turmoil
I’m the remains of flaura and fauna
Witnesses several phenomena
 
I’m clay, the mysterious clay
 
Witnessing nature’s miracle
That are truly scintillating spectacle
The force once flowed and broke me in real
The remains of time pulverized me in fine particle
 
I’m clay, the mysterious clay
 
Coming from the wet and wild
Across kilometres and in the state of exile
Turning the table day by day
I’m clay, the mysterious clay

 

 

 
  • Our own mistakes are our true masters, which teaches us the meaning and purpose of life.
 

Change the fate

 

Repair your mind, create and bind, 

Swim and skate, change the fate, 

Swim and skate, change the fate… You know what I mean. I know what you say. I dress up and smell good, coz a PC configuration matters, to be a whistling wood. How the CPU feels for himself does not matter.

Type on, brainy mails, rape, violence, abuses, dirty, filthiness’, coz you are his creator. Everything, everywhere, anytime, on time – At your service, globe on lease. 


Veins are burning and sleep is sound,
Credited money keeps us on, 
White hair, black hair, 
Party addiction, zinc and drinks,

Curves and swirls with added minerals.

The path is not easy, 

There is churn and grinding off 
our own self-made images. 

The barrier would always be there created by our mind.

The feel-good factor can deceive to lead a false life, 

I, my, myself and me will always yell like a goat voice…bheeeee.
Get up, sunshine, gear up, erect spine, 
You did, your deeds, wrong decisions, 

Wrong path, mistakes, you know what types, bad takes, retakes. Repair your mind, create and bind..

Swim and skate, change the fate… 

Swim and skate, change the fate. 



As long as you care



One or the other, all things seem fair
I don’t give a damn as long as you care
The wait and the distance are worth for you
I’m bloomed and pampered in the warmth of you
One or the other, all things seem fair
I don’t give a damn as long as you care


Half of the pie and that’s my share and sky
Climbing a mountain with you and scale high
One or the other, all things seem fair
I don’t give a damn as long as you care

 

The coast and the rock both are waiting for the splash
Life without you is priceless and trash
One or the other, all things seem fair

I don’t give a damn as long as you care




People Like me are rare and few




Holding in hands playing for you
People like me are rare and few
The morning drops of dew making me crazy
and why on earth my days are lazy
There’s nothing that I left for you
People like me are rare and few




The poetry of love is heavy to handle
I need a dinner without a candle
There’s a subway from the way, mind you
Holding in hands playing for you
People like me are rare and few




Sheer imagination is pure imagination,
I see both vision and destination
There’s a fresh breeze in the grey
Holding in hands playing for you

People like me are rare and few





It is easy

It is easy to judge
It is easy to have a grudge
Why the riots of human emotions never stop ?
Why the yield of ego never be cropped?
It is easy to judge
It is easy to have a grudge
Why there is an imbalance and inequality?
Why there is chaos and Infidelity?
It is easy to judge
It is easy to have a grudge
Why dead is not talking?
Why our own thoughts are stalking?
It is easy to judge

 

It is easy to have a grudge

 

 




By Toshi



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