Contents of this blog
- I Do Not Know Why You Love Me?
- Will you be my Valentine?
- Beloved Stranger
- A Shattered Dream
- Bird Table Outside My Window
- Why am I here?
- Christmas Fragrance In The Air
- A Magical Christmas Tree
- A Girl dressed in White
- Where love has gone
- Like a puppet on Strings
- Why Fret ?
- An ambulance passes
- The Life of a leaf
- Life is not always full of melancholy
- On mother's day 8.5.2011- a poem for mom
- Earth Day 2012
- The flying machine
- Man in the Moon(Chanda Mama)
- Can you hear me please??
- What is Death?
- A caged bird's song of freedom
- The celestial house
- What is work for some
- Families
- Hues of Autumn
- Spiritual Being
- life a strange riddle
- Anna Hazare's call
- Question of National Security
- Life-think positive
- Time / समय
- Meaning of Friendship
- Corruption and how it is protected
- A prayer for a loved one
- Roads and destination (रास्ते और मंज़िल)
- For Babies--To Live
- My shadow
- The Star and the Sunflower
- I like you a lot
- सदा रहो साथ तो अच्छा लगे
- A new world of love
- LOVE HURTS
- Loving someone is wanting to share,
- To be a Cloud
5 Comments
nice telling thanks for the childhood
Nice reminding of childhood days, sorry dear but this isnt a poem or I dont know what poetry is.
Good friend, you wrote very well about chanda mama .
thanks, some memories from childhood :)
anil it is your perception.....i have seen poems with no rhyme, just a passage and people call that poetry...