"mehra" poems
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Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
I have a dear friend
her name is Kripi
I really love her
she is a dear friend
and sis of mine
I love her bunches
she is life's sun ray
to brighten up those
that need sunshine
she is a sweet lovely friend
and I love her
if you haven't got a friend
be Kripi's friend
she's one of the best
and she's my fairy friend
I think a lot of her
and she thinks a lot
of me too
she's life's sunray
her name is
Kripi Mehra
~Marian~
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 11:53 AM UTC
Today's another day, of observing thy birth, smile, relax; for today's
Thy celebration.
Today's another day, God show's thee
Thy worth; breathe in easy,
With poetic inspiration.
Today's another day thou hath another chance; be joyous, free;
Love is the answer.
Today's another day, plant hope to other's as seed's, if hurt giveth to those in need; let thy light shine
As a lantern.
Thou hath another hour, second, and day; may happiness walk
With thee today.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Birthday dedication to kripi Mehra
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 7:52 PM UTC
I am a flower
all of you must know?
Not really famous you see,
the rose stole that place.
Am I not a flower with beauty ?
Rose comes with thorns I come sin free .
Then why am I not used by lovers to express their glee?
Lately as I grew in the meadow,
all my followers questioned me .
They say they made me leader,
to defeat roses ,our worst enemy.
I tried so hard to make them believe
that we can live together through our friend ,humanity.
But they were all against it
and trampled me on the ground.
Like 'The Patriot' the years of hard work drowned.
I was their leader
I wanted to stand for the right .
and my friend 'the rose'
helped me sitting by my bedside.
We were both of the same ideals
both of us were thrown out.
Well now we tended to each other
as our days whisked by.
The devil flowed into their petals
we can't do a thing .
but I wish we could
I wish the roses and tulips could be friends
till time's end.
Gunnika mehra
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
The world-ended
And all we are in now is a bitter afterlife.
We are dead,
Made to believe we are alive .
Living this life ,
Thinking about another afterlife.
An eternal torture in store,
Making us live our sadness again.
This earth is like a whole planet dedicated to pain,
Or maybe God giving us a chance to reach heaven again.
Sadly all I see of humanity now ,
Are small remains,
Suppressed , the devil reigns.
God, you look from above ,
You see us fall.
Are you punishing us,
By making us think like there's still a way .
Or are we just like the act of humanity,
Small remains.
Forsaken by thee,
Now the devil takes charge.
If this isn't a punishment,
Show us some mercy.
We wait.
We wait.
Gunnika Mehra
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC