Poetry And Me


Beside the seashore and the sand

With the waves or upon the strand.

Beyond the horizon and across
the cloud,

In the silence or amidst the
noise aloud.

With the birds and with the
flying kite,

In the forest or beside the

Among the flowers and with the

In affliction or in glee.

Above the mountain and on the

In the sunrise or at the dawn.

With the moon and among the

At the trains or at the cars.

Of the heaven and of the hell

Of music or of the temple bell.

You will find me doing poetry,

With these things revealing

Spreading the messages of love
and harmony,

Untill the day I go to crematory.



My Dad


Dad, you are my inspiration

You are my conscience,

Tired was I,not standing to move

Lost was I, not wanting to soothe.

Lonely was I, not willing to rejoice

You talked to me in a sonorous voice.

Showed me the way when I

Slipped off the ground,

You made me laugh in an utter sound.

What am I without you?

Who am I without you?

Hold my hand when I stumble,

Raise me up when I get trouble.

Let your arm surround me,

Be my guiding star when I cannot see.

Dad you are my hero,my strength,

No one’s stronger than you,

Nothing compares to you.

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