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Anil Sam Jan 2016
Tell me your sorrows, tell me your dreams,
Together we will uncover, some places unseen,

Tell me your sorrows, tell me you dreams,
One takes you high, one takes you deep,
One let you fly, one won't let you sleep,
One gives you hope, one makes you weep,

Don't worry my dear, coz I'll be here,
Through all your cheers , and all your tears,


Tell me your sorrows, tell me your dreams,
Together we will uncover, some places unseen.
My first entry :)
827 · Jan 2016
Time
Anil Sam Jan 2016
When I was a younger man,
there wasn't much that I can't
But as the twinkles turns to wrinkles, in my eyes,
expectations dies
All in time and in some time,
there wasn't much that I can


Its man's fate to wither in time,
what's the use of saving every dime,
you came alone, you go alone,
this change in view, is what it does to you,
When I was a younger man,
there wasn't much that I can't


You value things that you never knew,
like relationships and then a few,
Love, Loss, regret, memories,
life is empty without these,
Believe me when I say to you,
these are the things that makes you YOU


And in time if you find someone,
blessed be you, for all I can tell,
a life lived loved, is sublime,
I wish I had some more time,
when I was a younger man,
I would have cherished all I can
Got inspiration for this when I read PoetryJournal's "Cosmetic" poem. :)
788 · Apr 2016
The Whisper
Anil Sam Apr 2016
This gushing wind caressing my ears,
is whispering a tale of ancient years,
a tale of a king and his kingdom,
his pupil with happiness and freedom.
But why this tale sounds so dear,
so close to heart and oh so clear?

(Is it the king or the kingdom,
No no no it's the freedom,
Is it all? Then why it feels less,
hey, you missed the happiness,
Yes yes, so that's the thing,
Not the pupil nor the King.
happiness and freedom,
is what makes it so dear.)


So lost in thought,
I missed most of the tale.
Then I paid attention,
to the rest of part.
It had all flavours of a good story,
romance, action, drama,
and deeds of bravery.
Then as the story ended,
the wind was gone.
and left me standing there,
all alone...
Accidentally deleted it, so uploaded it again :)
469 · Jan 2016
Walk with me
Anil Sam Jan 2016
Walk with me through the steep hills,
through the beautiful beaches,
through the unforgiving forest,
through the cold night,
until we can walk no more,
then take my hand and lets curl as one,
into the end of this mysterious journey...called LIFE
341 · Jan 2016
Still
Anil Sam Jan 2016
Still is the world around me now,
As you lie with your arms around me still...

— The End —