India Can't poetry capture impressions, express feelings, and also be a source of knowledge? And why should we suppose science has a monopoly on knowledge? Poems are also a way of "Knowing" things differently or rather deeply.
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You can have a favourite political party You can support it publicly You can point out others mistakes. You can state facts You can ***** a joke on anyone of them. But you have no rights to use your 'public figure' status to influence someone's mind. You are playing all wrong. You can outsmart/ outwit someone's thought here, but only here! Being a public figure, you have the freedom to speak and write your thoughts and the bheed will follow you. But from being an important person you have some unsaid responsibilities which clearly, many ignore. You can state facts without portraying your filthy brain Divisive Mindset on people who do not know how to counter question you. So, basically you are being smart to those who aren't actually questioning you! Which indirectly means you are weak... Very weak indeed. My advice to you people is, start talking to the people who beg to differ from you and have the write wit and the words to question you. So that even you can be sure of your lovely choices. Thanks for reading this!
Here's a story of fading Art. Women weave it with their own hands. Stronger is thread & the bond. A heritage comes alive, A culture starts to breathe. Making it isn't a child's play, This takes many days.
Art is immortal, Art is priceless. Skillful people never say, That they're been hardly paid. Time has time n so has the outfits, We prefer any trend that hits. Not giving a thought of vanishing Art, Totally breaks my heart.
With all this blend Bandhani is made, Hindu makes & Muslim wears... Diversity stays. This rich Art might fade away, I request each of you... Do not let it happen this way.
I was requested by a friend to write few lines on "Bandhani" fabric for her documentary. This fabric is popular n made in Rajasthan. How's it's special and difficult to make n is also vanishing with time. This was an attempt by me. It was quite difficult to write about it...but somehow came up with this.
Mental trap that got me heart struck the first time. Independent in love. Why does the smell of your skin and pattern of your nape always turn me on? Turn me on to a point where I cast onto your ship! And yes sail out into the blue ocean... I have no clue. No clue of what to do... because my body gets loved poisoned so easily when I'm with you. It intoxicates my mind and Our body emits these fumes from fire, that we didn't know we could produce. Why can't you stop being so ******* seductive?? why?? Rescue me, but waittt Kiss me, Oh!! so softly that it becomes harder to see you walk away every time. I drown every time we make love. Why do your fingers feel like many tiny roses, falling from the heaven over my body. And your lips paint a new image of the history we are about to create. Your body pressed against mine...Stop time. Because those moments we don't give a **** about anyone. I'm breaking every rule, I once argued... Only For You!!
I've been keeping this poem with me from a really long time, from the fear of being judged. But today I'm ready to face it and hence sharing it with you all. I'd like you all to treat it as a poem and nothing else. Thanks everyone in Advance!!
Take a plunge to the depth of life that's where the truth lies. After going against all odds Living will be worth... and Wise.
Posting on Hello Poetry after a really long time. I might have Missed beautiful creations by you all. About "Odds" Swimming against the flow of water is never easy, somehow it makes you stronger, decisive, carefree and wiser. This is what I feel. Experiences may vary
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Its a new day today clouds and the sun, painted all over the blue canvas while I sit and sip my tea and enjoy this happy feeling, all worries kept at bay, just bothered 'bout my biscuit kept on the glass tray whether to dunk it in the tea or to taste it the crispy way Why to think so heavy its just the beginning breathe a little now, relax while the air is fresh and breezy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Good morning all, feeling fresh and positive today :) and also I read few refreshing poems, happy to know other are happy too :)... Have a nice day !