#ebook - Hello Poetry

I am a frozen brick In this cold, dark room Hunched and aching As I flip the virtual pages Of an e-book. I am in full defiance of sleep Waging a bitter war against somnolence For just one more page.

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Sep 27, 2020

Sep 27, 2020 at 12:37 PM UTC

ces-1

Midnight read

I am a frozen brick In this cold, dark room Hunched and aching As I flip the virtual pages Of an e-book. I am in full defiance of sleep Waging a bitter war against somnolence For just one more page.

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Hi everyone! One of the reasons I've been quiet the last two weeks or so is because I've been setting up my first poetry e-book. This week I have it on sale on Kindle for $0.99. You can get it here if you are interested: getbook.at/ShyAnger Otherwise, next time I post, I'll have another poem. :-)

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Aug 21, 2020

Aug 21, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC

KRBanerjee

Announcement

Hi everyone! One of the reasons I've been quiet the last two weeks or so is because I've been setting up my first poetry e-book. This week I have it on sale on Kindle for $0.99. You can get it here if you are interested: getbook.at/ShyAnger Otherwise, next time I post, I'll have another poem. :-)

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Proletariat Author: Sajal Ahmed Type: Poetry Format: PDF Size: 2.43mb Download Proletariat. PDF: https://www.mediafire.com/file/lokwkn53bm4sz52/Proletariat+uploading+copy.pdf Preamble I have some of my poems in the book. Thinking about poems are my own. I love to decorate the world like myself. With your thoughts or imagination, the world of my own thoughts or imagination may not be the same. I am not worried about whether your thoughts or philosophy are mixed with my thoughts or philosophy, because I am happy that 'at least I have a thought area of my own. And I can paint my fantasies with my own paint! ' Last: Readers should read, think, and critique. That's my glamor. Proletariat Sajal Ahmed Maxim E Publication Published Date: 2 Dec 2018 Allright Reserved ©Sajal Ahmed Prehistoric name My father was old-fashioned. He named me Abu Bakr. The name was like poison to me. As an old woman, The name has been found out from the bottom of the pinnacle. My father was old-fashioned. His thoughts are outdated. I grow up and change the name; Instead of an old-fashioned name. I do not know if my father was suffering, But he never called me anymore. Poets Never Die If I am a woman poet My poetry, there was no shortage of readers. The comment room would have been filled, indigenous. I'm sorry Meanwhile, my poetry reader came out clean air, and a tree. Then they said to me, write down the death; And that's suicide. Now I said; Every man and animal will one day taste death. Poets are getting the news of death very long ago O great winds and trees! The trees and the wind laugh at me and say, 'But the poets never taste the death!' Make a revolution Against the bourgeoisie And just a revolution my mother Did not eat rice Today is three days my mother Did not get rice Sweat took her clothes There was no money tied No grocers left him Nobody paid for his hard work **** rice Gourd pulp Across the nun Eutlet potatoes No one bought it. No one took the news, Whether my mother ate or not And just have to make a revolution. To give rice to my mother, And just a revolution. Sixteen million people's resources Swallowing, the upper class Today will be divided, swallowed resources. Maybe give rice Either head Sons of ***** chewed your head today! Proletariat 1. I will buy a spectacles to buy my father, I heard from the store, the full costume spectacles stolen! There will be no police station for anyone who steals the galley. There will be no press conference, no meeting, no procession will be held. No status, event or group will be opened on Facebook in protest. No action will be taken from the government to thieves. 2. There are two types of theft in the world! Proper stolen Illegal stolen Proper stolen proletariat and his property in the Elite House. Elite classmates pay the remaining stolen money. Elite people steal the cheap glasses from all markets and hopefully for more profit. I think of my father going to buy glasses. Parents can not read the old specs due to lost! 3. My dad Want to see the daily political page! Then he became an intellectual and taught me how to survive in the present political field. How to make a foul goal. Father is not able to give me anything! As the father's glasses lost. 4. I was excited to see my politician-savvy intellectual old father, so I went out to buy a spectacles. I came to the shop to see my father's spectacles stolen from the shop! The elites have stolen my dad's spectacles. Now I want to eat all the elite money, carts and properties, all chew! Suddenly! Suddenly! Six people in front of you are wearing black clothes! And they are threatening to shoot your father; Not six of them, you can not understand that they are just a few! Father's hands are binding! Tie the legs, and tape the face! They cheating on a booing, tapping the tape fills the vague word. Suddenly! And after hearing his shack, someone tied black in the face and hit with the gun button hit him! Father's hand tied. His legs tied. And tape in the mouth. Now the father is going down! Dad does not know His eyes are watering and his blood is bleeding! Dad is now deliberately bidding And blood in the floor. Suddenly! Looking at the floor, your brother and mother's bodies are there after the floor. They forgot to call people screaming. As a mistake, the holes along the mother's forehead and brother's chest. Now your eyes are water! But you can not cry! The body of the brother is still bouncing, the tongue is out, fresh blood in the floor! You will not be pampered by the fact that this incident will be headlined in different newspapers tomorrow. Because all the news is not spunky. Nobody wants to be like this headline. You now have the idea of saving yourself. Suddenly you thought, what is your enmity with them? You do not know so far You just know your father has a property. And there has been a conflict between Mayor Osman Sahab. Osman has called you and helped you. Osman is a good man He is the winner of victory You yourself are his people. You're a huge fan of him. His speech Motivational. Now. You think, such a good man like Osman can be found only in heaven; Or as a pity on the story page. This is not possible by him. Proceed in front of the story. Suddenly! You see no one around; And there is only one chance in your hand Think about what to do now. There is no time. There is nothing to do or to die! A pistol in front of you, you can survive if you want to use it. But if you shoot a gun and shoot him, then he will shoot his father right now! What do you think of racing to run! Yes! Alvida! Survive. Yes, live life! Suddenly! 'Father' goin in the shape! Squeeze the fad Buiyao..... Buiyao... Buiyao....... Dad! They killed your dad! Now? Now you will find them! So run......... yes! Run it......... A bridge in front No Six people wearing black clothes Not more Osman's black dress The six of them are behind him Dad is on the floor Mother is dead afterwards The brothers are screaming Tape in the mouth of your father Brother's body on the floor Gun in your hand You are in your house You are running on the bridge! Suddenly! You think Osman is in front of you Do not you in his house Perhaps running to run, You got hit in his car He brought you to his house. He asks you repeatedly, 'What is the event?' You think all the imagination still You are dreaming of sleeping at night. Osman Sahib silence. You're also silent You're over again. It's a dream After a while again came back. Osman Sahab laughing in front of you. It's a dream It's not a dream. Osman Sahib laughing. You are not in his house, in dark quotes. Ha ha ha Osman Sahab will laugh more! I can not write anymore. Because once people die, there is no history! I can only highlight, Osman's smiling success. Osman sahab busses laugh...... If you want to fly then fly If you want to fly then fly to the sky If you want to fly then your fan will grow. Liar Lover O liar lover! Your biggest lies "I love you babe, more than me and my father-mother." I remember your words And every falsehood will be judged one day! That day I opened my pants zipper: I'll **** your ***** face! "What is insult?" I'll teach you. ******* **** girl No one will look at you; Nobody will show sympathy; You will cry, Nobody can hold your hand, I'll kick you In your face and chest I will kick your stomach! More, I will tattoo your whole body "You are a liar! You are a scam! You're a ***** You're a street nerd dog!" ***** now go to hell.... First Love Makin I am talking about the first day to throw you away. The day you hit me; My bird took refuge in your secret house. Both of us were in the trunk: of the cemestery; Both are very happy. Then you were ******* my lips Like an orange cell, I think it would eat. I kissed your whole body. Your ****** was very hard I touched your ******* Tallow two ***** You ****** eyes and bitten won lips and said, "Ah!" Then the became one two bodies. The two souls joined together in the same spirit. I still remember that day. Prayer More than once I tried My neck is not lowered! There is a lot to leave outside the suburbs I do not feel good.. Where did the god worshiped, where did God go? Why do not you see me? What a weird mood Worshiped on the Lord's footsteps Every evening and every morning, My Lord's worship is no more Do not mind! I lost; This is an unbearable pain! Why do not you see me? You Never seen his heart O lovers of earth You Never seen his heart, Have you ever seen the heart of your poor boyfriend? How much burns? How much of his humility, his survival, How much does he think of himself as small? What are you looking at The young man's cry alone at night? You look at the boyfriend Sometimes the lover's heart? How to fight with a real world; Ever wondered why a sea water would be donated; Why mix The body in the grave After so many ways have passed A fish; Decide to remain lonely. pages breaks out of the book, after a long sleeveless ride One crow flies alone The money is blown after the ATM booth; This world Here it is It's weird! Sick and sick You love it so much that it hurts you away; Thinking you will be sick By separating yourself from you. You think of him as selfish Think about your own interests The boy left you today. But Forget you repeatedly; That is not love and sometimes selfish; Forget you repeatedly If selfish; But why do not you look at another woman thinking you will suffer? You never asked yourself; Why the boy in the face of is not so much smile today Does not laugh a little? Why do you want to move away? Maybe the rest of the time you are sick with him Thinking of yourself in your place, why he left yourself alone. Leave you out and say in his heart; "In the public way In the crowd of seven hundred millions of people Your walk is still a lot of way to your walk, Just started; There is no limit on this path There are many bowlers here Many goons; A huge screen. Large screen flashes unfinished The screen is torn off Start walking You have to walk...... When you learn to recognize "what is man?" When you start to realize how difficult the reality is Again and again called my name will go to Dargah Kedgeree will give me my name But I can not get back again How difficult can the human heart be As if tough rock stone Did not understand today? You did it But why often in his own soft heart Do you suffer so much? Why are you so skeptical to bite yourself? How terrible it is to get rid of people You can not learn today? You have learned Why then why Why then Can not you be strong? '' On different issues After the various wounds were created And decided Own unbeatable Painter Onle Do not let you burn Your efforts to be happy for you. You still did not see the reality; How did you cry after crying? Last night did not sleepy; Could not sleepy He cried very silently. He never wanted to cry you; And why did you cry? Have you ever thought about that? There comes a time People sacrifice their favorite things Just as Ibrahim gave his beloved son a sacrifice. The world is underground So here is the emotional crowd The reality comes back often There are many reasons for sacrificing their favorite things. Am I Wrong? I repeatedly say to the heart, "I am wrong, I am wrong!" The heart repeatedly tells me, "You do not, you are wrong! '' Will not be seen Suddenly we stopped at the last page; Wherever the cloud stops on the mountain! There is a frost on the fridge, The rain rises every day in the morning and shook silently. Just like a broomstick, Where all the fish stops are waterless pond; I'll stand there every morning alone, I know that all will come, only you will not be seen.... Slave of the Devil If the star goes away; The devil is scared Running rushing, His servants in this town Reigns An Eye of Illuminati The trembling shivering in winter And singing different songs; A piece of blanket is very cold Hey poor party To stay comfortable Let's move to Satan's team. I was a broken glass I was a glass, and broke in a variety of ways. Blood in broken glass it's severed heart..... Going to die now I'm going to die now The soul is going down; The boat floats on the Spirit, Everything is going away from the body; And I, I will not come back! Mudane Football After kicking everyone else, I guess, I'm a Mundane football! Block To Making dreams People can not sleep after crying, If he can not sleep, he can not make dream The Train The train that stopped at midway; That's death God and My Dad I never asked for anything from God, and God never gave me anything like my father. The difference between my father and God is that, my father was stunned by the birth of me. And God did not cease to create the punishment in the Hereafter will be rewarded! My blocked Happiness I feel painful Hundreds of millions of illnesses die of happiness My syllabus My syllabus has been burnt; Do not read any bad love poem story book No need spectacles available; I do not fear the extra cost; My syllabus is burnt- Broke spectacles. You are in Whirl of the earth When you are in the whirl of the earth, when you look at the whole world, then you see the dull! Look at the left, there is no one next to you. Look at the left, or there is no one there. The God above is not with you. The parents of the house, they do not even understand you. Therefore, you do not have to stand up properly. now? Yes, your time of death is right now. But you know, you can not die. Because death does not want you! I'm Afraid When I look at the pocket, I'm afraid to look at you. After that, when I looked at the pocket last time, my own janaza taught myself. Worst offender The worst offender in the world itself seems to be, when my dear man is crying for my own sake! I am I only swallow the grief of beloved people. One day, the troubles that I have not digested, will answer everything. ****** laws This is the world of law; Here people, animals, insects and insects, and roads all obey the law. All the leaders of the world, all the poets of the world, have enacted the law. You are walking; You have to obey the law. Eating; Laws must be followed. You are enjoying marijuana; You will be enacted, they will take you away and the police will beat you; You must be in jail! You do not have freedom of speech; Your words and laws have been imposed! You will leave the excretion; It is also under the law. Therefore, you can be a sea or wave; There is no law, no matter where you are, you can be happy wherever you are. After whipping you will be able to float which is happy. So you become sea or waves. Prayer More than once I tried My neck is not lowered! There is a lot to leave outside the suburbs I do not feel good.. Where did the god worshiped, where did God go? Why do not you see me? What a weird mood Worshiped on the Lord's footsteps Every evening and every morning, My Lord's worship is no more Do not mind! I lost; This is an unbearable pain! Why do not you see me? I'm Innocent What is my crime? Why do that? What is the blame? Do you leave me? I'm innocent I'm so so I'm innocent I'm not at fault! I love you So always say true I'm so scared About our relationship If it breaks My death is bound! I do not want To die Leave you I do not want you to cry I do not want you to be alone I do not want to see water in your eyes I want you Smile More Get angry with me And finally Love me. You can cry me Hit as much as possible As much as kicks me Still I will not let you cry Because I love you If I ever see you weeping; If I ever see you wandering, I will destroy this world! Oath By God! -The End-

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Dec 2, 2018

Dec 2, 2018 at 1:24 AM UTC

sajalahmed

Proletariat (Manuscript with PDF)

Proletariat Author: Sajal Ahmed Type: Poetry Format: PDF Size: 2.43mb Download Proletariat. PDF: https://www.mediafire.com/file/lokwkn53bm4sz52/Proletariat+uploading+copy.pdf Preamble I have some of my poems in the book. Thinking about poems are my own. I love to decorate the world like myself. With your thoughts or imagination, the world of my own thoughts or imagination may not be the same. I am not worried about whether your thoughts or philosophy are mixed with my thoughts or philosophy, because I am happy that 'at least I have a thought area of my own. And I can paint my fantasies with my own paint! ' Last: Readers should read, think, and critique. That's my glamor. Proletariat Sajal Ahmed Maxim E Publication Published Date: 2 Dec 2018 Allright Reserved ©Sajal Ahmed Prehistoric name My father was old-fashioned. He named me Abu Bakr. The name was like poison to me. As an old woman, The name has been found out from the bottom of the pinnacle. My father was old-fashioned. His thoughts are outdated. I grow up and change the name; Instead of an old-fashioned name. I do not know if my father was suffering, But he never called me anymore. Poets Never Die If I am a woman poet My poetry, there was no shortage of readers. The comment room would have been filled, indigenous. I'm sorry Meanwhile, my poetry reader came out clean air, and a tree. Then they said to me, write down the death; And that's suicide. Now I said; Every man and animal will one day taste death. Poets are getting the news of death very long ago O great winds and trees! The trees and the wind laugh at me and say, 'But the poets never taste the death!' Make a revolution Against the bourgeoisie And just a revolution my mother Did not eat rice Today is three days my mother Did not get rice Sweat took her clothes There was no money tied No grocers left him Nobody paid for his hard work **** rice Gourd pulp Across the nun Eutlet potatoes No one bought it. No one took the news, Whether my mother ate or not And just have to make a revolution. To give rice to my mother, And just a revolution. Sixteen million people's resources Swallowing, the upper class Today will be divided, swallowed resources. Maybe give rice Either head Sons of ***** chewed your head today! Proletariat 1. I will buy a spectacles to buy my father, I heard from the store, the full costume spectacles stolen! There will be no police station for anyone who steals the galley. There will be no press conference, no meeting, no procession will be held. No status, event or group will be opened on Facebook in protest. No action will be taken from the government to thieves. 2. There are two types of theft in the world! Proper stolen Illegal stolen Proper stolen proletariat and his property in the Elite House. Elite classmates pay the remaining stolen money. Elite people steal the cheap glasses from all markets and hopefully for more profit. I think of my father going to buy glasses. Parents can not read the old specs due to lost! 3. My dad Want to see the daily political page! Then he became an intellectual and taught me how to survive in the present political field. How to make a foul goal. Father is not able to give me anything! As the father's glasses lost. 4. I was excited to see my politician-savvy intellectual old father, so I went out to buy a spectacles. I came to the shop to see my father's spectacles stolen from the shop! The elites have stolen my dad's spectacles. Now I want to eat all the elite money, carts and properties, all chew! Suddenly! Suddenly! Six people in front of you are wearing black clothes! And they are threatening to shoot your father; Not six of them, you can not understand that they are just a few! Father's hands are binding! Tie the legs, and tape the face! They cheating on a booing, tapping the tape fills the vague word. Suddenly! And after hearing his shack, someone tied black in the face and hit with the gun button hit him! Father's hand tied. His legs tied. And tape in the mouth. Now the father is going down! Dad does not know His eyes are watering and his blood is bleeding! Dad is now deliberately bidding And blood in the floor. Suddenly! Looking at the floor, your brother and mother's bodies are there after the floor. They forgot to call people screaming. As a mistake, the holes along the mother's forehead and brother's chest. Now your eyes are water! But you can not cry! The body of the brother is still bouncing, the tongue is out, fresh blood in the floor! You will not be pampered by the fact that this incident will be headlined in different newspapers tomorrow. Because all the news is not spunky. Nobody wants to be like this headline. You now have the idea of saving yourself. Suddenly you thought, what is your enmity with them? You do not know so far You just know your father has a property. And there has been a conflict between Mayor Osman Sahab. Osman has called you and helped you. Osman is a good man He is the winner of victory You yourself are his people. You're a huge fan of him. His speech Motivational. Now. You think, such a good man like Osman can be found only in heaven; Or as a pity on the story page. This is not possible by him. Proceed in front of the story. Suddenly! You see no one around; And there is only one chance in your hand Think about what to do now. There is no time. There is nothing to do or to die! A pistol in front of you, you can survive if you want to use it. But if you shoot a gun and shoot him, then he will shoot his father right now! What do you think of racing to run! Yes! Alvida! Survive. Yes, live life! Suddenly! 'Father' goin in the shape! Squeeze the fad Buiyao..... Buiyao... Buiyao....... Dad! They killed your dad! Now? Now you will find them! So run......... yes! Run it......... A bridge in front No Six people wearing black clothes Not more Osman's black dress The six of them are behind him Dad is on the floor Mother is dead afterwards The brothers are screaming Tape in the mouth of your father Brother's body on the floor Gun in your hand You are in your house You are running on the bridge! Suddenly! You think Osman is in front of you Do not you in his house Perhaps running to run, You got hit in his car He brought you to his house. He asks you repeatedly, 'What is the event?' You think all the imagination still You are dreaming of sleeping at night. Osman Sahib silence. You're also silent You're over again. It's a dream After a while again came back. Osman Sahab laughing in front of you. It's a dream It's not a dream. Osman Sahib laughing. You are not in his house, in dark quotes. Ha ha ha Osman Sahab will laugh more! I can not write anymore. Because once people die, there is no history! I can only highlight, Osman's smiling success. Osman sahab busses laugh...... If you want to fly then fly If you want to fly then fly to the sky If you want to fly then your fan will grow. Liar Lover O liar lover! Your biggest lies "I love you babe, more than me and my father-mother." I remember your words And every falsehood will be judged one day! That day I opened my pants zipper: I'll **** your ***** face! "What is insult?" I'll teach you. ******* **** girl No one will look at you; Nobody will show sympathy; You will cry, Nobody can hold your hand, I'll kick you In your face and chest I will kick your stomach! More, I will tattoo your whole body "You are a liar! You are a scam! You're a ***** You're a street nerd dog!" ***** now go to hell.... First Love Makin I am talking about the first day to throw you away. The day you hit me; My bird took refuge in your secret house. Both of us were in the trunk: of the cemestery; Both are very happy. Then you were ******* my lips Like an orange cell, I think it would eat. I kissed your whole body. Your ****** was very hard I touched your ******* Tallow two ***** You ****** eyes and bitten won lips and said, "Ah!" Then the became one two bodies. The two souls joined together in the same spirit. I still remember that day. Prayer More than once I tried My neck is not lowered! There is a lot to leave outside the suburbs I do not feel good.. Where did the god worshiped, where did God go? Why do not you see me? What a weird mood Worshiped on the Lord's footsteps Every evening and every morning, My Lord's worship is no more Do not mind! I lost; This is an unbearable pain! Why do not you see me? You Never seen his heart O lovers of earth You Never seen his heart, Have you ever seen the heart of your poor boyfriend? How much burns? How much of his humility, his survival, How much does he think of himself as small? What are you looking at The young man's cry alone at night? You look at the boyfriend Sometimes the lover's heart? How to fight with a real world; Ever wondered why a sea water would be donated; Why mix The body in the grave After so many ways have passed A fish; Decide to remain lonely. pages breaks out of the book, after a long sleeveless ride One crow flies alone The money is blown after the ATM booth; This world Here it is It's weird! Sick and sick You love it so much that it hurts you away; Thinking you will be sick By separating yourself from you. You think of him as selfish Think about your own interests The boy left you today. But Forget you repeatedly; That is not love and sometimes selfish; Forget you repeatedly If selfish; But why do not you look at another woman thinking you will suffer? You never asked yourself; Why the boy in the face of is not so much smile today Does not laugh a little? Why do you want to move away? Maybe the rest of the time you are sick with him Thinking of yourself in your place, why he left yourself alone. Leave you out and say in his heart; "In the public way In the crowd of seven hundred millions of people Your walk is still a lot of way to your walk, Just started; There is no limit on this path There are many bowlers here Many goons; A huge screen. Large screen flashes unfinished The screen is torn off Start walking You have to walk...... When you learn to recognize "what is man?" When you start to realize how difficult the reality is Again and again called my name will go to Dargah Kedgeree will give me my name But I can not get back again How difficult can the human heart be As if tough rock stone Did not understand today? You did it But why often in his own soft heart Do you suffer so much? Why are you so skeptical to bite yourself? How terrible it is to get rid of people You can not learn today? You have learned Why then why Why then Can not you be strong? '' On different issues After the various wounds were created And decided Own unbeatable Painter Onle Do not let you burn Your efforts to be happy for you. You still did not see the reality; How did you cry after crying? Last night did not sleepy; Could not sleepy He cried very silently. He never wanted to cry you; And why did you cry? Have you ever thought about that? There comes a time People sacrifice their favorite things Just as Ibrahim gave his beloved son a sacrifice. The world is underground So here is the emotional crowd The reality comes back often There are many reasons for sacrificing their favorite things. Am I Wrong? I repeatedly say to the heart, "I am wrong, I am wrong!" The heart repeatedly tells me, "You do not, you are wrong! '' Will not be seen Suddenly we stopped at the last page; Wherever the cloud stops on the mountain! There is a frost on the fridge, The rain rises every day in the morning and shook silently. Just like a broomstick, Where all the fish stops are waterless pond; I'll stand there every morning alone, I know that all will come, only you will not be seen.... Slave of the Devil If the star goes away; The devil is scared Running rushing, His servants in this town Reigns An Eye of Illuminati The trembling shivering in winter And singing different songs; A piece of blanket is very cold Hey poor party To stay comfortable Let's move to Satan's team. I was a broken glass I was a glass, and broke in a variety of ways. Blood in broken glass it's severed heart..... Going to die now I'm going to die now The soul is going down; The boat floats on the Spirit, Everything is going away from the body; And I, I will not come back! Mudane Football After kicking everyone else, I guess, I'm a Mundane football! Block To Making dreams People can not sleep after crying, If he can not sleep, he can not make dream The Train The train that stopped at midway; That's death God and My Dad I never asked for anything from God, and God never gave me anything like my father. The difference between my father and God is that, my father was stunned by the birth of me. And God did not cease to create the punishment in the Hereafter will be rewarded! My blocked Happiness I feel painful Hundreds of millions of illnesses die of happiness My syllabus My syllabus has been burnt; Do not read any bad love poem story book No need spectacles available; I do not fear the extra cost; My syllabus is burnt- Broke spectacles. You are in Whirl of the earth When you are in the whirl of the earth, when you look at the whole world, then you see the dull! Look at the left, there is no one next to you. Look at the left, or there is no one there. The God above is not with you. The parents of the house, they do not even understand you. Therefore, you do not have to stand up properly. now? Yes, your time of death is right now. But you know, you can not die. Because death does not want you! I'm Afraid When I look at the pocket, I'm afraid to look at you. After that, when I looked at the pocket last time, my own janaza taught myself. Worst offender The worst offender in the world itself seems to be, when my dear man is crying for my own sake! I am I only swallow the grief of beloved people. One day, the troubles that I have not digested, will answer everything. ****** laws This is the world of law; Here people, animals, insects and insects, and roads all obey the law. All the leaders of the world, all the poets of the world, have enacted the law. You are walking; You have to obey the law. Eating; Laws must be followed. You are enjoying marijuana; You will be enacted, they will take you away and the police will beat you; You must be in jail! You do not have freedom of speech; Your words and laws have been imposed! You will leave the excretion; It is also under the law. Therefore, you can be a sea or wave; There is no law, no matter where you are, you can be happy wherever you are. After whipping you will be able to float which is happy. So you become sea or waves. Prayer More than once I tried My neck is not lowered! There is a lot to leave outside the suburbs I do not feel good.. Where did the god worshiped, where did God go? Why do not you see me? What a weird mood Worshiped on the Lord's footsteps Every evening and every morning, My Lord's worship is no more Do not mind! I lost; This is an unbearable pain! Why do not you see me? I'm Innocent What is my crime? Why do that? What is the blame? Do you leave me? I'm innocent I'm so so I'm innocent I'm not at fault! I love you So always say true I'm so scared About our relationship If it breaks My death is bound! I do not want To die Leave you I do not want you to cry I do not want you to be alone I do not want to see water in your eyes I want you Smile More Get angry with me And finally Love me. You can cry me Hit as much as possible As much as kicks me Still I will not let you cry Because I love you If I ever see you weeping; If I ever see you wandering, I will destroy this world! Oath By God! -The End-

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E-Emotion Angry, E-book hunger Tear diamond drop Join Me @ The Body-book shop The Gold bonds his book Hot Rods She reads about the Angels and Gods He covers her mind and book with his lotion Are we ready for the E-book In tip-top condition motion Someone is mysteriously trying to tell me something? How the moon hangs low The book made her eyes Open to really know?** I phone to book she's the grab bag *I'm leaving on a Jetplane One chosen E-Book Was Scarlet love flame** How the book needs to grab you The day you were born or reborn Never to lose your sight But why does he split your pages In a hot rush money wages The heart is bleeding out words Feeling so crushed the bookend Energetic stare or the blank stare Your enticing book What happens underside me The pages one-sided *You're the sweet of the complicated getting bittersweet to be love mated** The sundae banana split My ring book marker my lovely curls I couldn't share my book what it said Do you really love me The spinning wheel Feminity of book so girly but Love so dizzy To be told overstocked to be sold But someone loved it Its been properly viewed Buying and reselling hearts of book timeshare His workout he loves his curls Ebook he sees he memorized all his European beauty turning do you love her books madly The beast is inside Jekyll Girls needed to hide but got Hyde The book seeing our life From a blinded pageview What's beside our words We need to be upfront Once in a million chances The whole planet of funny books beach house turned Blank page of a clown funhouse tree stalk What is the point of view Like an adult book raided If you're the unadulterated The innocents being naive Wanting him so much Whats the use it's like a the blank page Like your hairstyle the sixties pageboy You need book law and order Like the Feng Shui book surrender Be focused Graphically cool artist And paint it colors no gun it blanks no favors My book place has the ambiance Different mysteries and suspense behaviors Somehow it thickens like "French" roue paste You didn't want one page to waste E for the Exodus A blank page is love minus You're hitting a plateau E- love of kiss-book French Chateau Ebook has a pattern the same thing It repeats and devours your thoughts The ancient Grecian her structural form of statues That rip page needed words to capture The Clean-Slate page to restart your flight The prize Emprise Empire to the book hire E-book desire E-lust It sets an example we need to trust Not to mislead your mind Whats behind the book Exhumed or to be doomed Like Witchcraft magical hands This wasn't the Godly land The blank page had a spell "The Burned Book" no one will ever know Can we take it back what was written inside We need to restore give more (Cat and Mouse) chase As my equal poison mind of sugar Equally or naturally book gifted Wrap silk ribbons or too much the anxiety of red tape Explosion of E=books Elixir eyes to the Ebook doorway But the blank pages were still inside E-book and the text Whats next *** journalism* The kingdom of Elust E-book became all excuses Those blank tweets of Hummingbirds Like you got some earwax all codes and emblems My blank form income tax problems? Storming damage to the max of my book Hitting rock or book bottom You're still living in a shape of an eggcup And reading by your nook Your Ebook swish wish a nymph floating mermaid Things turn (Retro) just go The book was the turn of events More pages to heart mend We are not experts or philosophers Get inside the greener grass like a grasshopper Your lovely book a tranquil place You were booked into your gown But your ebooks is being transported to other towns Her heart was skipping his pages She never got the chance to read His chosen page Life is so the open book Eyes wide shut

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Jul 20, 2018

Jul 20, 2018 at 8:42 AM UTC

robinHelloRow

E-Book Blank-Page

E-Emotion Angry, E-book hunger Tear diamond drop Join Me @ The Body-book shop The Gold bonds his book Hot Rods She reads about the Angels and Gods He covers her mind and book with his lotion Are we ready for the E-book In tip-top condition motion Someone is mysteriously trying to tell me something? How the moon hangs low The book made her eyes Open to really know?** I phone to book she's the grab bag *I'm leaving on a Jetplane One chosen E-Book Was Scarlet love flame** How the book needs to grab you The day you were born or reborn Never to lose your sight But why does he split your pages In a hot rush money wages The heart is bleeding out words Feeling so crushed the bookend Energetic stare or the blank stare Your enticing book What happens underside me The pages one-sided *You're the sweet of the complicated getting bittersweet to be love mated** The sundae banana split My ring book marker my lovely curls I couldn't share my book what it said Do you really love me The spinning wheel Feminity of book so girly but Love so dizzy To be told overstocked to be sold But someone loved it Its been properly viewed Buying and reselling hearts of book timeshare His workout he loves his curls Ebook he sees he memorized all his European beauty turning do you love her books madly The beast is inside Jekyll Girls needed to hide but got Hyde The book seeing our life From a blinded pageview What's beside our words We need to be upfront Once in a million chances The whole planet of funny books beach house turned Blank page of a clown funhouse tree stalk What is the point of view Like an adult book raided If you're the unadulterated The innocents being naive Wanting him so much Whats the use it's like a the blank page Like your hairstyle the sixties pageboy You need book law and order Like the Feng Shui book surrender Be focused Graphically cool artist And paint it colors no gun it blanks no favors My book place has the ambiance Different mysteries and suspense behaviors Somehow it thickens like "French" roue paste You didn't want one page to waste E for the Exodus A blank page is love minus You're hitting a plateau E- love of kiss-book French Chateau Ebook has a pattern the same thing It repeats and devours your thoughts The ancient Grecian her structural form of statues That rip page needed words to capture The Clean-Slate page to restart your flight The prize Emprise Empire to the book hire E-book desire E-lust It sets an example we need to trust Not to mislead your mind Whats behind the book Exhumed or to be doomed Like Witchcraft magical hands This wasn't the Godly land The blank page had a spell "The Burned Book" no one will ever know Can we take it back what was written inside We need to restore give more (Cat and Mouse) chase As my equal poison mind of sugar Equally or naturally book gifted Wrap silk ribbons or too much the anxiety of red tape Explosion of E=books Elixir eyes to the Ebook doorway But the blank pages were still inside E-book and the text Whats next *** journalism* The kingdom of Elust E-book became all excuses Those blank tweets of Hummingbirds Like you got some earwax all codes and emblems My blank form income tax problems? Storming damage to the max of my book Hitting rock or book bottom You're still living in a shape of an eggcup And reading by your nook Your Ebook swish wish a nymph floating mermaid Things turn (Retro) just go The book was the turn of events More pages to heart mend We are not experts or philosophers Get inside the greener grass like a grasshopper Your lovely book a tranquil place You were booked into your gown But your ebooks is being transported to other towns Her heart was skipping his pages She never got the chance to read His chosen page Life is so the open book Eyes wide shut

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https://www.amazon.in/gp/aw/review/B00MYY0DMA/ By Kalpana Arora on 9 June 2017 Verified Purchase It deserves more than 5 stars! The story ends with two messages perfectly conveyed. 1. Don't waste your time in search of love while you are studying. 2. The current caste-based reservation system in India is flawed. I can't disagree here. What a magician Atul is! Such romance, poetry, love, heartbreak, action and what not! Surely a class apart than most popular novelists!

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Jul 1, 2017

Jul 1, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC

Atul

What She Said In Her Kindle Review

https://www.amazon.in/gp/aw/review/B00MYY0DMA/ By Kalpana Arora on 9 June 2017 Verified Purchase It deserves more than 5 stars! The story ends with two messages perfectly conveyed. 1. Don't waste your time in search of love while you are studying. 2. The current caste-based reservation system in India is flawed. I can't disagree here. What a magician Atul is! Such romance, poetry, love, heartbreak, action and what not! Surely a class apart than most popular novelists!

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http://books.google.co.in/books?id=HJiSBAAAQBAJ Release date: 14th February, 2015 Pre-order this fantastic saga of love, deceit, career, patriotism, class divide, and science. Decorated with romantic, patriotic & social message-conveying poems, 7 Seconds is a great story revolving around the protagonist named 'Akshant' who is trying to search out his main motive in life in petty romantic escapades till a serious accident changes his world and he becomes serious towards his career. He works for the betterment of the entire globe by discovering a novel method of easily producing high-quality biodiesel. Towards the end, he is involved in a fight against the terrorists on a flight to Hamburg where he is going for participating in an international biotechnology conference.

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Feb 3, 2015

Feb 3, 2015 at 3:49 AM UTC

Atul

7 Seconds: Now Also Available On Google Books

http://books.google.co.in/books?id=HJiSBAAAQBAJ Release date: 14th February, 2015 Pre-order this fantastic saga of love, deceit, career, patriotism, class divide, and science. Decorated with romantic, patriotic & social message-conveying poems, 7 Seconds is a great story revolving around the protagonist named 'Akshant' who is trying to search out his main motive in life in petty romantic escapades till a serious accident changes his world and he becomes serious towards his career. He works for the betterment of the entire globe by discovering a novel method of easily producing high-quality biodiesel. Towards the end, he is involved in a fight against the terrorists on a flight to Hamburg where he is going for participating in an international biotechnology conference.

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I would like you all to buy my novel's eBook @ www.amazon.com/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA/ or www.amazon.in/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA/ which is the link to my novel's eBook. Its title is 7 Seconds which has sold around 20 copies by now with positive reviews by its few readers. A Facebook fan page at www.facebook.com/7SecondsAKS has already gathered a large following just from the introduction. You'll need a credit card or an internationally enabled debit card for this purpose. After the extremely serious accident on 7th of May in 2010 which had me on the brink of dying a comatose death, I'm in a transition from my bachelor's degree to a master degree. I need to independently bear my medical expenses. The story is awesome and is definitely going to impress you. 7 Seconds is a novel that contains many story-related poems. It is a fast paced story of more than 100,000 words which traces its origins from my real life and is then entirely a fiction. It has the flavours of teen fiction, romance novel, sci-fi, spirituality, anti-terrorism, tourism and the unmistakable tangy Desi flavour of India. Trust my word. Buy the fabulous story. I couldn't get it published in hard copy because of the corrupt Indian system which also has entangled the youth of India. If you like my poems, you are going to love my novel. In today's date, hard copy of a novel is both taxing on the Environment and the buyer. An eBook is not only far more economical and greener than a conventional novel but also it is more easily accessible on a handheld device. All I can say is that I request you to do your bit both for the environment, and also for your beloved poet who wants to bear his medical expenses on his own till his studies get completed.

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Jan 6, 2015

Jan 6, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC

Atul

7 Seconds

I would like you all to buy my novel's eBook @ www.amazon.com/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA/ or www.amazon.in/dp/aw/B00MYY0DMA/ which is the link to my novel's eBook. Its title is 7 Seconds which has sold around 20 copies by now with positive reviews by its few readers. A Facebook fan page at www.facebook.com/7SecondsAKS has already gathered a large following just from the introduction. You'll need a credit card or an internationally enabled debit card for this purpose. After the extremely serious accident on 7th of May in 2010 which had me on the brink of dying a comatose death, I'm in a transition from my bachelor's degree to a master degree. I need to independently bear my medical expenses. The story is awesome and is definitely going to impress you. 7 Seconds is a novel that contains many story-related poems. It is a fast paced story of more than 100,000 words which traces its origins from my real life and is then entirely a fiction. It has the flavours of teen fiction, romance novel, sci-fi, spirituality, anti-terrorism, tourism and the unmistakable tangy Desi flavour of India. Trust my word. Buy the fabulous story. I couldn't get it published in hard copy because of the corrupt Indian system which also has entangled the youth of India. If you like my poems, you are going to love my novel. In today's date, hard copy of a novel is both taxing on the Environment and the buyer. An eBook is not only far more economical and greener than a conventional novel but also it is more easily accessible on a handheld device. All I can say is that I request you to do your bit both for the environment, and also for your beloved poet who wants to bear his medical expenses on his own till his studies get completed.

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