Poems On Love, Life, Hope, Dreams...
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Poems On Love, Life, Hope, Dreams...
Hey,
I often write poems. I have composed more than 2000 poems till date. Please read some of my poems:
I wish to write
The words of my heart,
The cause of its beats
The delicacy of thoughts.
* * * * *
A million reasons
Still to know,
The beats of heart
The sound that flows.
* * * * *
I lit a candle in solitude
With it I lit my dreams,
True, I saw a miracle real
My childhood smiling at my youth.
* * * * *
As drops in river
So do desires in mind,
Rise and succeed
On the command of time.
* * * * *
In the sweat with time
In the pain, Divine
We remember you
To forget life.
* * * * *
Never mind the heat of sun
Joys will come.
* * * * *
Tears wipe pain from my face
Not strength from my heart.
* * * * *
Tears are tiny drops of pain
In the ocean of ever flowing joys.
* * * * *
To the temple she goes with tears in
eyes,
From the temple she comes with
smiling pride.
* * * * *
Faith never cries
It's doubt that sheds tears.
* * * * *
In the magnitude of what exists
There is nothing in infinity
And infinity in nothing.
* * * * *
Near the fruity tree lies his grave,
He who died for a loaf of bread.
* * * * *
Written by – Ekta Kaur Kalra
I often write poems. I have composed more than 2000 poems till date. Please read some of my poems:
I wish to write
The words of my heart,
The cause of its beats
The delicacy of thoughts.
* * * * *
A million reasons
Still to know,
The beats of heart
The sound that flows.
* * * * *
I lit a candle in solitude
With it I lit my dreams,
True, I saw a miracle real
My childhood smiling at my youth.
* * * * *
As drops in river
So do desires in mind,
Rise and succeed
On the command of time.
* * * * *
In the sweat with time
In the pain, Divine
We remember you
To forget life.
* * * * *
Never mind the heat of sun
Joys will come.
* * * * *
Tears wipe pain from my face
Not strength from my heart.
* * * * *
Tears are tiny drops of pain
In the ocean of ever flowing joys.
* * * * *
To the temple she goes with tears in
eyes,
From the temple she comes with
smiling pride.
* * * * *
Faith never cries
It's doubt that sheds tears.
* * * * *
In the magnitude of what exists
There is nothing in infinity
And infinity in nothing.
* * * * *
Near the fruity tree lies his grave,
He who died for a loaf of bread.
* * * * *
Written by – Ekta Kaur Kalra
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Thank you so much
Dear steinz,
I am blessed with appreciation from you!
Many thanks,
Ekta K. Kalra
I am blessed with appreciation from you!
Many thanks,
Ekta K. Kalra
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Thank you
Thank you so much Steinz...
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Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed,
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my Life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.
On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress laurel, lily white,
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by home and Country.
I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your mutational glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light!
My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, gem of the sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.
Trish
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my Life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.
On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress laurel, lily white,
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by home and Country.
I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your mutational glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light!
My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, gem of the sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.
Trish
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Re: Poems On Love, Life, Hope, Dreams...
Beautiful Poem, very deep, I loved going through it 
