Born in the mid of last century at a heavenly place'Dehradun'. spent just infancy years and the country was divided.My family left that place never to see it again.May be those infancy years spent amongst forests, hills and waterfalls left beautiful effects on my canvas of life..And I think that transformed me into a poet.be
Oceans are never silent, likewise the sky.
The waves whisper their secrets, embracing each other.
And they are separated, never to meet again.
But, I always see a flower in the ocean.
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The rain in the night or around a day,
Seems a blessing for many to play.
Some going to the beach, other climbing trees,
Few reading a book in a terrace not far,
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A home I dreamt of,
I lived in with you.
The blessings and nature,
my garden will grow.
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why the world is a little bad
Why the people are so sad?
Why are there lies around
Why are there wars for nothing
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Sometime far far away, a star glows and hides behind the moon.
Sometime far far away the moon smiles and hides behind the clouds.
Sometime far far away the sun shines and hides behind a mountain.
But sometime far far away.
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