"pelled" poems
Yet to shine!
The golden side is yet to shine
The mountains within are still to rise
The shadows in the valley are yet too dark
But the peaks at the top are in my sight..
The lonely bird will reach there first
The wind is cold but his aim is bright
He doesnt feather away of the stones that were pelled
He sings song of the warriors he puts in a fight..
He tries to fly ..,each day all the way
From hills to the rivers
From every sand to each bay
He gets no rest no help no stay
His heart guides him all
doesnt complain but prays
And he finds his way struggling someday
The troubles the pain all wither away
And the peak when he reaches he looks at the world
The men who tried to pull him down
Are singing songs of his glory day!
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 2:25 AM UTC
Common instincts to us all, occurrences as we live on
rolling rrrs an' 'idin' gdhs, f' grins and grunts
'uman 'umor ta
Harvesters, Hunters, Herders,
Makers, all. That we had no war,
or none this we can imagine.
Our war is so far past
wars reasons in pasts
called
right-used, good for the goodness made
in
founding of this bubble of national pride we re
side in;
so
that we feel com
pelled - driven as a nail
to say…
Wait-- new voice
fessorial, it fesses this is fact:
ligation in obligation is samesame
ligion in religion,
okeh. a liege oath was never valid, no free re
involved entity may be ligated for a fief,
no soul sould to rock and roll promo **** crossroad
' make y'famous
moonshine story teller bribe
'bout
no spell
I don't care why, just how, for now
words picked as gem facets
flash a flection re
count
the times you've seen things
you
could would
not lieve be true, until
it happened to you right, and yeah,
it was no big deal,
like waking under a bo tree in Asia.
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 7:59 PM UTC
She has made a flood out of her cries,
She has been abused emotionally,
She is feeling uncomfortable to tell
Because of the torture she is in
You left her heart locked,
Now she is folked
Because of you
The inner peace she had is no more
Yes!,
You forced her all the night
In that dark room
She told you no
But you forced her
And you pelled her silver hymn.
Why did you do that?
See now she is in pain.
How is she going to tell her mum?
She was the trustee daughter.
Her mum,wanted her to be a graduate
You took that as the merit
And left out.
She was cute before
With everything ,
well caved body,wide hips
And pink lips.
But you ended up
putting her on the laps.
Merely one night
Broke are heart.
But you never noticed that!
You kept digging-digging
Her soul till you took her pride
what genre person are you?
Remember you force her
In the absence of her mother
You never know
it wasn't making sence
See now she is in pain
See now she can't make a move
She have lost the dignity
and the unity
You forced her to trust you
You forced her to wait for you
You forced her!
You forced her!
You have put a dark cloud on her
You have painted her
As a black sheep in her family
Why! Why! Why!...
Did you do that?
She used to smile
She lived a happily life with friends
She seems like,she has broke a vow
Remember you forced her.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 6:21 PM UTC