I would like to publish my poems
This is not my name on the walls of my home, This is my soul, locked in a treasure box.. All name and fame attained, sound and music of busy life, Could not erase the memories of peace, harmony, love and reconciliations enjoyed here. This was the root of all my stories and glories, my subconscious mind always yearned to be here. This treasure box of memories always haunted me, Here I am relaxed today, with opened treasure box. I met my soul, my god, As I believe, god is around us, In the form of love and loving memories
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Bye Bye Santa (26/12/2016)
New Born (26/12/2016)
My God (14/08/2016)
My Krishna (14/08/2016)
The World on the Verge of Destruction (14/08/2016)
White man with a Black Heart (14/08/2016)
Raise your Voice to Support (14/08/2016)
He comes to Meet me at Dawn (14/08/2016)
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