a poem on teddy bear .
love or hate ...A true love has no ending . in this poetry the writer is comparing both the conditions.
Life is not colourless. Is it ? Then what does make it colourful ?
Friends ! My journey is over ... It has been a wonderful ride so far . May be I have lost the battle May be I have sold my long cherished dream I am not that sad or tired as you may think . Nobody knows
Along the meandering lanes of memory , Recollecting the alphabets of antiquity... The dreams of dawn, textured of a twinkling tranquility; The rays of resplendency, the reflection of exotic ecstasy…
Life is a miracle....dream it,devour it !! #the poem is based on a dream
Everyone drinks From the mirage of life's desert of wishes and desires. Let me drink,my dear frnd from everflowing fresh springs of life. Keep me ever drunk let's forget all…