Posts Tagged ‘story’

1. Hypocrite world

Posted: October 25, 2012 by nishu in Hypocrisy-poems
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Good and bad,
pure of different kinds, all weathers and seasons, conspire human mind. hypocrite is this world,
hypocrisy is its design !!

Blood runs more on streets,
than in veins of human kind,
hypocrisy is the rule, whatever one may define. Hypocrite is this world,
hypocrisy its design !!

Blood runs more on streets,
than in veins of human kind,
hypocrisy is the rule, whatever one may define. Hypocrite is this world,
hypocrisy its design !!

Doing something else,
from what they are assign,
crying for someone else,
from those they say whine,
hypocrite is each one,
in a hypocrite design !!

Hate those they say,
completely you are mine,
betrayal is the aim,
any story will be fine,
hypocrisy is the religion,
hypocrisy is its kind !!

Lets see how long he waits, how much patience has divine. Lets see how long it goes,
and when he puts on fine. He made human great , who knew inhumanity will one day shine, hypocrisy is our religion , hypocrisy is our kind !!!

24. Red

Posted: September 28, 2012 by nishu in Life - Poems
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The story of life,
revolves around red,
The color of birth,
The shade of death,
The sign of love ,
The hate too red.

In red we are wed,
Our blood too red,
The ashes too red,
When a body melt ,
The red stays with us,
Even after death.

Red resembles faith,
Betrayal again red,
When soul leaves body,
just body is left,
Than too we need fire,
And fire again red .

God knows rest,
About his red concept,
may be one day some get,
The significance of red,
Know .not about you,
But my favourite color is red !!!

*senora*

12. Its hard

Posted: August 16, 2012 by nishu in Life - Poems
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And now when I look back,
I see that darkest path,
I smile at myself ,
Though want to laugh hard !!
how foolish can be hopes,
how evil can be hearts ,
they spread like sand castles,
and you think they wont lasr!!

And now when I look back,
I see that time I passed,
Such heartless were the things , they turned me stony hard !!
How hurting can be betrayals,
when they come from those ours,
They died in mid of the way ,
And said they were our parts!!

*senora*


Wondering to see the mirror,
amazed to look at self,
I cannot see my identity,
instead a burning candle is kept!!
Is it a pleasant surprise,
some magic or some spell,
May be similarities of lives,
making me see that!!
A poor burning candle,
whose fate makes her melt,
each moment throughout life,
its bound to burn and melt!!
No one knows her story,
flames that burn her dead,
she keeps throwing light,
until just ashes are left!!

*senora*

6. Life is a mystery

Posted: July 29, 2012 by nishu in Life - Poems
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Life is mystery to tackle,
A story we baffle,
A journey that frazzle,
We make which a battle.

Sometimes it reveals,
At times turns dazzle,
ITS a gift without a wrapper,
The silence with numerous crackles.

*senora*

4. a Scream

Posted: July 28, 2012 by nishu in Humanity-poems
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Its not story, its a scream,
Its a fact, not a dream.

May be on different themes,
”We are flowing blood in streams.

Not just blood that we flow,
We are flowing self esteem.

Humanity dying in darkness,
devils developing regime.

If devils of mind won’t die,
The sun of love won’t gleam”