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Mrs. Sunita Sethi Dr. K.C. Sethi


(Editor) The Poetry Society of India (Author & Compiler)

Gurugram- 122 002 (Haryana)

Bleeds In Black
(Pictorial Poetry Coffee Table book from my pen)
A Poet has to
Author : Dr. K.C. Sethi
Editor : Sunita Sethi
(Golden Book of World Records, Asia Book of Record & India Book of Record Holders)
flame itself to
Copyright © 2019 K.C. Sethi (Author)
E-mail : [email protected]
Mob. : +91 9426482714 (Whatsapp) roast a verse

Our Coffee Table Book : Bleeds In Black (English)

ISBN:978-93-89213-03-4 (Hard Bound)
Price: INR 2000.00
US Dollar: $60, € 55, £ 50 Like a Sun,
Pictures' Courtesy: Pixabay.com & Pexel.com

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED :
No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, including
that burns
photo copying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission from the publisher.
Pictures & Photographs Courtesy by Pexel & Pixabay.com and other Providers.
itself to enlighten
Published by:
The Poetry Society of India
the Universe
H-23/16, DLF Phase-I,
Gurugram - 122 002 (Haryana), India
Phone : 0124-4054392, 098118-42292
Typeset by : www.atozwebguru.com
Email : [email protected], [email protected]
K.C. Sethi (C)
Book Available at : www.amazon.in, www.amazon.com, www.flipkart.com


Branch Office : Yayati Madan G Gandhi Group of Publications (Author)
24-25, IInd Floor, Lajpat Rai Market, Opp. Elite Cinema, Railway Road, Hisar

Distributor : PRINTOGRAPHIC
24-25, First Floor, Lajpat Rai Market, Opp. Elite Cinema, Railway Road, Hisar-125001
M: 9034006808, 7015676289

Bleeds In Black
(Pictorial Poetry Coffee Table book from my pen)
A Poet has to
Author : Dr. K.C. Sethi
Editor : Sunita Sethi
(Golden Book of World Records, Asia Book of Record & India Book of Record Holders)
flame itself to
Copyright © 2019 K.C. Sethi (Author)
E-mail : [email protected]
Mob. : +91 9426482714 (Whatsapp) roast a verse

Our Coffee Table Book : Bleeds In Black (English)

ISBN:978-93-89213-03-4 (Hard Bound)
Price: INR 2000.00
US Dollar: $60, € 55, £ 50 Like a Sun,
Pictures' Courtesy: Pixabay.com & Pexel.com

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED :
No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, including
that burns
photo copying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission from the publisher.
Pictures & Photographs Courtesy by Pexel & Pixabay.com and other Providers.
itself to enlighten
Published by:
The Poetry Society of India
the Universe
H-23/16, DLF Phase-I,
Gurugram - 122 002 (Haryana), India
Phone : 0124-4054392, 098118-42292
Typeset by : www.atozwebguru.com
Email : [email protected], [email protected]
K.C. Sethi (C)
Book Available at : www.amazon.in, www.amazon.com, www.flipkart.com


Branch Office : Yayati Madan G Gandhi Group of Publications (Author)
24-25, IInd Floor, Lajpat Rai Market, Opp. Elite Cinema, Railway Road, Hisar

Distributor : PRINTOGRAPHIC
24-25, First Floor, Lajpat Rai Market, Opp. Elite Cinema, Railway Road, Hisar-125001
M: 9034006808, 7015676289

Contents
Encomium


Pulse 8 Self Speaking 28 Bold Enough 54 Melody of My Life ! 75
When ? 8 Kept My Eyes unopened 29 Soul of Gaiety 55 Being A ? 76 It is a great honour and pleasure to write an a new world"
If I were! 9 My Existence 30 When Once it was ! 56 Passion ! 77 encomium on a great human being & lovable poet, His pictorial poetry coffee books and anthologies are expanding their
Never Know ! 9 But Why ? 31 In Memory ! 57 But Why ? 79 Dr. Sethi Krishan Chand an originator of Pictorial horizons, where Silent Lips beat heart fully, where time sculpts different
Though ! 10 My Love A Feel ! 32 Being a Human 57 Sued ! & Lifetime ? 80 poetry in 21st century. My words are sign of gratitude shapes of love, where lure and hope succeed to beautify the future, where

Afraid of ? 10 Why Should I ? 33 She Inheritis ! 58 Love A Feel 81 for the happiness I reached to sense the real beauty of poets bleed in a streaming flow of virtue speaking the universal language of
When ? 11 Full Of ! 34 Subject To 59 Uncertainty ? 82 pictorial poetry and its eternal memories making spirit and Humanity just by loving each other and spreading the Art of
sweet presents for a hopeful future. Pictorial Poetry.
Bleeds 11 What Can't Be ? 35 A Poet's Heart ! 61 A Deadly Sleep ? 83
Bleeding in Black when love is a 'life rainbow', More than a new concept it's the choice to be UNITED!
Let Not ! 12 How She does ? 36 Combustion ! 62 My Verses Differ 85
Bleeding in red when love is a 'flaming fire', Dr. Sethi Krishan Chand has the merit to create the universal family of
But does never... 13 My Words 37 I need not to 62 Clutches Tight ! 86
Bleeding in white when love is a 'pure flower', wonderful souls, to sow seeds of peace and to warm the hearts of the
If my poems were 14 Without Fear 38 Before You Quit ! 63 Since Decades ! 87
Bleeding in green when love is a 'springful tree', readers.
Heart inferno 15 If I were ! 39 Shapes Of Love 64 Without Colours ! 88
Bleeding in grey when love is 'dream of ashes', For his colossal efforts, his patience, his sincerity, his deep thoughts, his
Endingly 16 An Embarkment ? 40 A Poet ! 65 Before Being 89
Bleeding in purple when love is 'hope of rays' perseverance, his humility in his greatness, his calm though enthusiastic, I
Bleeds ! 17 But How ? 40 Behind Her Curls 66 Broken Pieces 89
Bleeding in black when love is in ink... will compare him to a chief orchestra inspiring each musician to play on his
I Am There ! 18 Dying A Daily Death ! 41 Loyalty ! 67 Purposeful ! 91 own instrument in a symphony of romance.
I have gone through Colorful as well Colourless poems of Dr Sethi Krishan
Before She disappears ! 19 Let Us Change 42 Self Esteem ? 68 Never Allow 92
Chand where in emotions are restless and feelings are endless. I will be always listening and singing these lyrics from his poem in Bleeding
A Fire ? 20 Patience 43 Purification ! 68 Cropping Love 93 Black :
In his poem : My verses differ, he writes: "My blood in every vein moves
Could Have ! 20 The Last ! 44 Not A ! 69 How She ? 94 "Listen the silence of your soul
fast when I start writing a verse."
The Way You Like 21 Before I Could ! 45 Passing Through 70 Set Me Free ! 95 The poet defines himself in simple but beautiful words:- Pour the heart with tender extracts of love
But Still 21 Dare Not ! 46 Even 70 Since ! 96 I'm not a poet of preachings Perceive the pain of others as if it were yours
Once I was Lost ! 23 May Be ! 47 How To ? 71 Awful 96 nor a philosopher to advise, And leave the thought of being praiseworthy. "
But Before That 24 In My Poems 48 Sufficient 71 She Steals ? 97 simply a craftsman I am, trying to merge Thankful to you for every lesson you offer us with respect and dignity.
Isolation ! 25 One Day ! 49 An Unseen Spirit ? 72 Is it not so ? 98 my soul with others
Before I Sleep 26 Dying Daily 51 Polishing ! 73 Good Or Bad! 99 to make - Hayet Haj Khlil through the feathers of Cygne de vie, Tunisia
Perhaps ! 27 Absolutely ? 52 Automatically 73 Same Way 99 a different world,

An Experience ! 27 To an extent possible 53 Love Without Words 74 Surrender In Toto 100

4 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 5

Contents
Encomium


Pulse 8 Self Speaking 28 Bold Enough 54 Melody of My Life ! 75
When ? 8 Kept My Eyes unopened 29 Soul of Gaiety 55 Being A ? 76 It is a great honour and pleasure to write an a new world"
If I were! 9 My Existence 30 When Once it was ! 56 Passion ! 77 encomium on a great human being & lovable poet, His pictorial poetry coffee books and anthologies are expanding their
Never Know ! 9 But Why ? 31 In Memory ! 57 But Why ? 79 Dr. Sethi Krishan Chand an originator of Pictorial horizons, where Silent Lips beat heart fully, where time sculpts different
Though ! 10 My Love A Feel ! 32 Being a Human 57 Sued ! & Lifetime ? 80 poetry in 21st century. My words are sign of gratitude shapes of love, where lure and hope succeed to beautify the future, where

Afraid of ? 10 Why Should I ? 33 She Inheritis ! 58 Love A Feel 81 for the happiness I reached to sense the real beauty of poets bleed in a streaming flow of virtue speaking the universal language of
When ? 11 Full Of ! 34 Subject To 59 Uncertainty ? 82 pictorial poetry and its eternal memories making spirit and Humanity just by loving each other and spreading the Art of
sweet presents for a hopeful future. Pictorial Poetry.
Bleeds 11 What Can't Be ? 35 A Poet's Heart ! 61 A Deadly Sleep ? 83
Bleeding in Black when love is a 'life rainbow', More than a new concept it's the choice to be UNITED!
Let Not ! 12 How She does ? 36 Combustion ! 62 My Verses Differ 85
Bleeding in red when love is a 'flaming fire', Dr. Sethi Krishan Chand has the merit to create the universal family of
But does never... 13 My Words 37 I need not to 62 Clutches Tight ! 86
Bleeding in white when love is a 'pure flower', wonderful souls, to sow seeds of peace and to warm the hearts of the
If my poems were 14 Without Fear 38 Before You Quit ! 63 Since Decades ! 87
Bleeding in green when love is a 'springful tree', readers.
Heart inferno 15 If I were ! 39 Shapes Of Love 64 Without Colours ! 88
Bleeding in grey when love is 'dream of ashes', For his colossal efforts, his patience, his sincerity, his deep thoughts, his
Endingly 16 An Embarkment ? 40 A Poet ! 65 Before Being 89
Bleeding in purple when love is 'hope of rays' perseverance, his humility in his greatness, his calm though enthusiastic, I
Bleeds ! 17 But How ? 40 Behind Her Curls 66 Broken Pieces 89
Bleeding in black when love is in ink... will compare him to a chief orchestra inspiring each musician to play on his
I Am There ! 18 Dying A Daily Death ! 41 Loyalty ! 67 Purposeful ! 91 own instrument in a symphony of romance.
I have gone through Colorful as well Colourless poems of Dr Sethi Krishan
Before She disappears ! 19 Let Us Change 42 Self Esteem ? 68 Never Allow 92
Chand where in emotions are restless and feelings are endless. I will be always listening and singing these lyrics from his poem in Bleeding
A Fire ? 20 Patience 43 Purification ! 68 Cropping Love 93 Black :
In his poem : My verses differ, he writes: "My blood in every vein moves
Could Have ! 20 The Last ! 44 Not A ! 69 How She ? 94 "Listen the silence of your soul
fast when I start writing a verse."
The Way You Like 21 Before I Could ! 45 Passing Through 70 Set Me Free ! 95 The poet defines himself in simple but beautiful words:- Pour the heart with tender extracts of love
But Still 21 Dare Not ! 46 Even 70 Since ! 96 I'm not a poet of preachings Perceive the pain of others as if it were yours
Once I was Lost ! 23 May Be ! 47 How To ? 71 Awful 96 nor a philosopher to advise, And leave the thought of being praiseworthy. "
But Before That 24 In My Poems 48 Sufficient 71 She Steals ? 97 simply a craftsman I am, trying to merge Thankful to you for every lesson you offer us with respect and dignity.
Isolation ! 25 One Day ! 49 An Unseen Spirit ? 72 Is it not so ? 98 my soul with others
Before I Sleep 26 Dying Daily 51 Polishing ! 73 Good Or Bad! 99 to make - Hayet Haj Khlil through the feathers of Cygne de vie, Tunisia
Perhaps ! 27 Absolutely ? 52 Automatically 73 Same Way 99 a different world,

An Experience ! 27 To an extent possible 53 Love Without Words 74 Surrender In Toto 100

4 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 5

"We





All birds Make Lifetime


shelter during

rain, Memories”


But Eagle

avoids rain

Making of lifetime memories will not be a wrong statement when we have to struggle a lot to frame beautiful poems with matching and self speaking pictures. They come out in
by flying wonderful combination of pictorial poetry or photographia poesy. Both work in form of artistic expression and convey a narrative or story in its own language. After great
success of our four pictorial poetry anthologies in a row, we decided to compile a coffee table book on poetry from the pen of Dr. K.C. Sethi and edited by
above the sky. Mrs Sunita Sethi. Though our jobs are different in nature but still we work together to make a wonderful piece of poetry and art. Our motive is to spread love, peace and
humanity globally through our concept of pictorial poetry. It will not be wrong if we say, 'Poet is an artist of words, of feelings and of thoughts who paints in one's heart without
making it cry, without letting it bleed"we are thankful to Pixabay.com & Pexel.com; the famous sites of pictures from where we could download HD pictures to may our verses
immortal. Our words are undoubtedly true when we speak, "Pictures sometimes though being silent speak much more than the words, lines and poems do".That is the beauty
of pictorial poetry binder that insists us to turn its pages to relish the feel of its words and pictorial expressions in an enchanting combination. ‘ We have a great hope that our
Pictorial Poetry Coffee Table Book now in your hands will mark a new milestone in the history of Art and Poetry in the world. We will be happy if you send your
feedback on whatsapp and email for our future improvements.


Dr. K.C. Sethi (Author)
Ms. Sunita Sethi (Editor) Whatsapp: +91 9426482714, +91 9427851923
E-mail:[email protected]




Dr. K.C. Sethi and Sunita Sethi
6 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 7

"We





All birds Make Lifetime


shelter during

rain, Memories”


But Eagle

avoids rain

Making of lifetime memories will not be a wrong statement when we have to struggle a lot to frame beautiful poems with matching and self speaking pictures. They come out in
by flying wonderful combination of pictorial poetry or photographia poesy. Both work in form of artistic expression and convey a narrative or story in its own language. After great
success of our four pictorial poetry anthologies in a row, we decided to compile a coffee table book on poetry from the pen of Dr. K.C. Sethi and edited by
above the sky. Mrs Sunita Sethi. Though our jobs are different in nature but still we work together to make a wonderful piece of poetry and art. Our motive is to spread love, peace and
humanity globally through our concept of pictorial poetry. It will not be wrong if we say, 'Poet is an artist of words, of feelings and of thoughts who paints in one's heart without
making it cry, without letting it bleed"we are thankful to Pixabay.com & Pexel.com; the famous sites of pictures from where we could download HD pictures to may our verses
immortal. Our words are undoubtedly true when we speak, "Pictures sometimes though being silent speak much more than the words, lines and poems do".That is the beauty
of pictorial poetry binder that insists us to turn its pages to relish the feel of its words and pictorial expressions in an enchanting combination. ‘ We have a great hope that our
Pictorial Poetry Coffee Table Book now in your hands will mark a new milestone in the history of Art and Poetry in the world. We will be happy if you send your
feedback on whatsapp and email for our future improvements.


Dr. K.C. Sethi (Author)
Ms. Sunita Sethi (Editor) Whatsapp: +91 9426482714, +91 9427851923
E-mail:[email protected]




Dr. K.C. Sethi and Sunita Sethi
6 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 7

Pulse If I were!



Let me check Would that
my pulse the strings
before she of her Guitar
arrives; been made of
I don't want my flesh;
her to cry to enjoy
on seeing me the music
dead! of her heart,
of her soul
When ? before I were
buried.

In my isolation
I never feel alone Never Know !
since she
dwells in my heart, My life
breathes in my soul; moves with
the sails of
But the moment my hope,
she thinks to quit, my fotrune;
No body will know
when my breath Never know
becomes air. when or where from
the storms strike
to sink or

to embark.





8 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 9

Pulse If I were!



Let me check Would that
my pulse the strings
before she of her Guitar
arrives; been made of
I don't want my flesh;
her to cry to enjoy
on seeing me the music
dead! of her heart,
of her soul
When ? before I were
buried.

In my isolation
I never feel alone Never Know !
since she
dwells in my heart, My life
breathes in my soul; moves with
the sails of
But the moment my hope,
she thinks to quit, my fotrune;
No body will know
when my breath Never know
becomes air. when or where from
the storms strike
to sink or

to embark.





8 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 9

Though! When ?



Let me You won't find me
wipe off my tears in my books,
before I sleep; Since I am in
She may Your heart;
not judge You will feel me

I was crying; in my verses
Let her be only when I am
happy over a smile off your heart.
in my sigh;
Though it all
happens just in
my dreams.




Afraid of? Bleeds!



I can feel your Love is
blurring look colourless
in my tearful eyes, but sometimes
it bleeds
I am afraid in red.
if wiped off,
You may not disappear.









10 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 11

Though! When ?



Let me You won't find me
wipe off my tears in my books,
before I sleep; Since I am in
She may Your heart;
not judge You will feel me

I was crying; in my verses
Let her be only when I am
happy over a smile off your heart.
in my sigh;
Though it all
happens just in
my dreams.




Afraid of? Bleeds!



I can feel your Love is
blurring look colourless
in my tearful eyes, but sometimes
it bleeds
I am afraid in red.
if wiped off,
You may not disappear.









10 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 11

Let Not ! But does never...



My words, She likes to
abstracts whisper
of my soul, but does never;
of my thoughts; She wants to
Run silently kiss
through but does never;
my blood, She needs to
my heart; hug
To compile but does never;
the verses She wishes to
of my lore, sleep beside
of my love; but does never;
Now been She just dreams
breathing to come it all

in pages of true.
my memories;
Let not these
fade away,
hence engraved
them in my deeds.
















12 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 13

Let Not ! But does never...



My words, She likes to
abstracts whisper
of my soul, but does never;
of my thoughts; She wants to
Run silently kiss
through but does never;
my blood, She needs to
my heart; hug
To compile but does never;
the verses She wishes to
of my lore, sleep beside
of my love; but does never;
Now been She just dreams
breathing to come it all

in pages of true.
my memories;
Let not these
fade away,
hence engraved
them in my deeds.
















12 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 13

If my poems were Heart inferno



If my poem My words being born simple,
had a shape, are easily crafted
It would have been with the tools of my
like my heart; blooming thoughts;
If my poem One after the other
had a heart, they are dipped into my blood
it would have been to get them dyed in
run by love; permanent colour;
If my poem Multi themed verses of
were compiled on love, mine are aesthetically
it would have been framed within soft walls
one for all races; of my heart;
If my poem were Though not visible
framed on humanity, but still felt running
it would have been for
without an interruption
brotherhood and peace;
like a fluid in my veins;
If my poem had
My heartfelt thoughts
its own thought,
it would have been without are seeded in my mind
colour discrimination; to harvest skilful themes
If my poem had being warehoused in my soul;
its eyes, Knitted meaningfully
it would have seen in required formats,
kind-hearted first. without disturbing their beat,
If my poem without tempering their values;
had flaming words, My emotions are inserted
it would have burnt to generate exceptional ideas,
all hatered and violence; to produce musing expression of
If my poem my breathless feel;
were wordless, But before they get deteriorated,
It would have been smelt them in my heart inferno
my invisible soul. to mould, to shape them
in beautiful verses.
14 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 15

If my poems were Heart inferno



If my poem My words being born simple,
had a shape, are easily crafted
It would have been with the tools of my
like my heart; blooming thoughts;
If my poem One after the other
had a heart, they are dipped into my blood
it would have been to get them dyed in
run by love; permanent colour;
If my poem Multi themed verses of
were compiled on love, mine are aesthetically
it would have been framed within soft walls
one for all races; of my heart;
If my poem were Though not visible
framed on humanity, but still felt running
it would have been for
without an interruption
brotherhood and peace;
like a fluid in my veins;
If my poem had
My heartfelt thoughts
its own thought,
it would have been without are seeded in my mind
colour discrimination; to harvest skilful themes
If my poem had being warehoused in my soul;
its eyes, Knitted meaningfully
it would have seen in required formats,
kind-hearted first. without disturbing their beat,
If my poem without tempering their values;
had flaming words, My emotions are inserted
it would have burnt to generate exceptional ideas,
all hatered and violence; to produce musing expression of
If my poem my breathless feel;
were wordless, But before they get deteriorated,
It would have been smelt them in my heart inferno
my invisible soul. to mould, to shape them
in beautiful verses.
14 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 15

Endingly Bleeds!



Her body My love
scent, A language of feelings,
an alluring A bliss of understanding;
odour, Needs
a sensational no words to express,
smell; No ways to explain;

Arouses my Requires
senses, no colours to describe,
lures my no clues to identify;
heart, Visible
imprison my even written in white
thoughts over white,
from far Though
off; colourless still
to entrap bleeds in red,
me, Though
to imprison speechless
me, still cries in sighs
to enslave Though
me, invisible
in her arms yet seen in tears.

being clutched endingly.











16 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 17

Endingly Bleeds!



Her body My love
scent, A language of feelings,
an alluring A bliss of understanding;
odour, Needs
a sensational no words to express,
smell; No ways to explain;

Arouses my Requires
senses, no colours to describe,
lures my no clues to identify;
heart, Visible
imprison my even written in white
thoughts over white,
from far Though
off; colourless still
to entrap bleeds in red,
me, Though
to imprison speechless
me, still cries in sighs
to enslave Though
me, invisible
in her arms yet seen in tears.

being clutched endingly.











16 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 17

I Am There! Before She disappears!



If you still feel weird, Been blessed
I am there to offer to glimpse her,
my feelings with which to see her
you can enjoy happiness. after a span of time
and long awaited
I am ready to
chilling nights;
surrender my smile;
I could visualize
with which you can
a long-necked,
impress people, tall and trim,
I am there to offer broaden shouldered
my thoughts; beauty appears from
with which you can swinging clouds;
enjoy praise of people, No whisper,
no converse,
I am ready to spare
no chatter between;
my body
But her staring eyes
with which you can
with lusting look
defend yourself, flatter me;
I am there to Her smile scents
sacrifice my heart love all around,
with which you can I can sense fragrance of
play the way you like, her rosy lips nearing me;
I am feared as if they
Last but not the least,
will burn mine;
I can provide my soul
Before she disappears
with which you can
I try to end
merge yours! my composition with

a new hope,
a new charm
in my deserted life.


18 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 19

I Am There! Before She disappears!



If you still feel weird, Been blessed
I am there to offer to glimpse her,
my feelings with which to see her
you can enjoy happiness. after a span of time
and long awaited
I am ready to
chilling nights;
surrender my smile;
I could visualize
with which you can
a long-necked,
impress people, tall and trim,
I am there to offer broaden shouldered
my thoughts; beauty appears from
with which you can swinging clouds;
enjoy praise of people, No whisper,
no converse,
I am ready to spare
no chatter between;
my body
But her staring eyes
with which you can
with lusting look
defend yourself, flatter me;
I am there to Her smile scents
sacrifice my heart love all around,
with which you can I can sense fragrance of
play the way you like, her rosy lips nearing me;
I am feared as if they
Last but not the least,
will burn mine;
I can provide my soul
Before she disappears
with which you can
I try to end
merge yours! my composition with

a new hope,
a new charm
in my deserted life.


18 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 19

A Fire ? The Way You Like



Her lips, Be my love
in my thoughts,
The inferno
Visit me
without flames; in my dreams,
That burns Make me awake
everything when in your arms,
Protect my soul
except my heart;
with your warmth,
Since she
keep me in a castle
dwells behind your bosoms,
there in. where you may love me
the way you like.


Could Have! But still



May it be your love You pick me up
from the desert
keeps me alive,
of my life;
Insists me to remember,

needs me to dream;
To teach me
Else I have been dying
how to smile,
a daily death
how to love;
from the day you
left me alone; But still
would that you had my soul waits to
waited little, merge in yours;
stayed more
we could have gone And to quench
together by a heavenly carrier my thirst from
your sprinkling lips.


20 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 21

A Fire ? The Way You Like



Her lips, Be my love
in my thoughts,
The inferno
Visit me
without flames; in my dreams,
That burns Make me awake
everything when in your arms,
Protect my soul
except my heart;
with your warmth,
Since she
keep me in a castle
dwells behind your bosoms,
there in. where you may love me
the way you like.


Could Have! But still



May it be your love You pick me up
from the desert
keeps me alive,
of my life;
Insists me to remember,

needs me to dream;
To teach me
Else I have been dying
how to smile,
a daily death
how to love;
from the day you
left me alone; But still
would that you had my soul waits to
waited little, merge in yours;
stayed more
we could have gone And to quench
together by a heavenly carrier my thirst from
your sprinkling lips.


20 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 21

Once I was Lost !



My life been a mound duly committed,
of deteriorated garbage, firmly determined
obscure sorrows, to throw out evils from my
painful distress body and soul
until I could distant from it; until I feel value of time,
Stand alone as if were enjoy real beauty of life;
a pikestaff in desert, Fight as a Ninja warrior to
a ducting bamboo that exhausts diminish the dark clouds of negativity;
smoke from fire chamber; Succeed to achieve glories of life,
My soul bears sun burns, regain beauty of inner feelings,
sustains sand-filled storms enjoy it in a cheerful manner;
suffocating my breath Like an eagle I fly above clouds of calamities;

until I could mow down my Had been living in a self -made hell,
gloomy thoughts; now been converted
Melancholy and sorrow into a beautiful heaven,
Neighbour me next door where I can sleep peacefully for ever.
of my passive regime
where I am king to rule;
With join hands negative thoughts
Spoil my life,
corrupt my optimism,
make me a slothful creature on earth;
I just weep, I cry,

fail to locate my lost will,
my internal powers,
with which I could fight back;
After a deep Introspection
I return to my optimistic world,
22 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 23

Once I was Lost !



My life been a mound duly committed,
of deteriorated garbage, firmly determined
obscure sorrows, to throw out evils from my
painful distress body and soul
until I could distant from it; until I feel value of time,
Stand alone as if were enjoy real beauty of life;
a pikestaff in desert, Fight as a Ninja warrior to
a ducting bamboo that exhausts diminish the dark clouds of negativity;
smoke from fire chamber; Succeed to achieve glories of life,
My soul bears sun burns, regain beauty of inner feelings,
sustains sand-filled storms enjoy it in a cheerful manner;
suffocating my breath Like an eagle I fly above clouds of calamities;

until I could mow down my Had been living in a self -made hell,
gloomy thoughts; now been converted
Melancholy and sorrow into a beautiful heaven,
Neighbour me next door where I can sleep peacefully for ever.
of my passive regime
where I am king to rule;
With join hands negative thoughts
Spoil my life,
corrupt my optimism,
make me a slothful creature on earth;
I just weep, I cry,

fail to locate my lost will,
my internal powers,
with which I could fight back;
After a deep Introspection
I return to my optimistic world,
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But Before That Isolation!



Since decades Ever love to be a common
she dwells than being unique,
in my thoughts; Since rare things
Now shifts are kept safe,
to be a neighbour are cared alone,
of my soul; hence may undoubtedly
Days are not far feel isolated,
when her soul feel separated;
merges mine; No doubt they become
But before the exercise things of appreciation,
I wish her to but still remain un-loved

visit my pages; being apart,
And check being precious;
whether words of my Wish to spark with many
poem still breath or... like galaxy of stars;
but never to be a stuff
fit for museum,






















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But Before That Isolation!



Since decades Ever love to be a common
she dwells than being unique,
in my thoughts; Since rare things
Now shifts are kept safe,
to be a neighbour are cared alone,
of my soul; hence may undoubtedly
Days are not far feel isolated,
when her soul feel separated;
merges mine; No doubt they become
But before the exercise things of appreciation,
I wish her to but still remain un-loved

visit my pages; being apart,
And check being precious;
whether words of my Wish to spark with many
poem still breath or... like galaxy of stars;
but never to be a stuff
fit for museum,






















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Before I Sleep Perhaps !



My poetry
When your soft
a passion,
and sublime voice
passes gently, a love;
through my ears; I breath with,
I laugh with,
To reach my heart, I cry with
to touch my soul
in a melody
In a musical verse;
An Experience !
The vibes of your
words generate echoing Memories of love,
sound in my mind, a barrel of wine;
In my thoughts;

slowly you consume,
They make me steadily you enjoy;
calm, cool and
subconsciously sleep much you relish,
In half opened eyes; more you wriggle.


Those wait for
your arrival and

your lying beside me
before I sleep forever.








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Before I Sleep Perhaps !



My poetry
When your soft
a passion,
and sublime voice
passes gently, a love;
through my ears; I breath with,
I laugh with,
To reach my heart, I cry with
to touch my soul
in a melody
In a musical verse;
An Experience !
The vibes of your
words generate echoing Memories of love,
sound in my mind, a barrel of wine;
In my thoughts;

slowly you consume,
They make me steadily you enjoy;
calm, cool and
subconsciously sleep much you relish,
In half opened eyes; more you wriggle.


Those wait for
your arrival and

your lying beside me
before I sleep forever.








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Self Speaking Kept My Eyes unopened



My words My love
feel scattered, a stunning beauty,
feel jumbled an alluring body
before they are with a long neck,
scrambled into broadened shoulders,
my thoughts, bravo breast;
shaped into Above all,
my verses; A maiden with
Being poured with sparklingly smile,
extracts of my soul, A fairy swinging
Dipped into in my thoughts,

my heart A soul breathing
to make them in my soul;
self speaking, Feel scared of
self narrating opening my eyes,
tales of my life; Afraid of her being
ultimately vanished if it were a dream;
turn them to be part of Hence keep my eyes
my belongings, unopened to avoid

my body, her disappearance
and my soul. her missing
from my eyes.











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Self Speaking Kept My Eyes unopened



My words My love
feel scattered, a stunning beauty,
feel jumbled an alluring body
before they are with a long neck,
scrambled into broadened shoulders,
my thoughts, bravo breast;
shaped into Above all,
my verses; A maiden with
Being poured with sparklingly smile,
extracts of my soul, A fairy swinging
Dipped into in my thoughts,

my heart A soul breathing
to make them in my soul;
self speaking, Feel scared of
self narrating opening my eyes,
tales of my life; Afraid of her being
ultimately vanished if it were a dream;
turn them to be part of Hence keep my eyes
my belongings, unopened to avoid

my body, her disappearance
and my soul. her missing
from my eyes.











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My Existence But Why?


Being a shadow My sky has
I am to follow no limits,
a companion, My sea has
I am to chase no controls;
an opaque master, They hail from
Without that my feelings,
my existence is zero, And born in
my occurrence is null; my thoughts;
Never betray, Never follow limits,
ever possessive i am, nor been restricted
Ever respond to to open,to expand,
light and bright as they their wings;
mark my presence, As much I can
my being there, I hold its beauty
At every step, in my widely
my dimensions differ opened arms;
from my master, Nothing to pay
my companion, nor to spend;
Sometimes long, just relish without
sometimes short I am, bearing any loss;
remain happy though But why people
being in black, make missiles,
when my master is make bombs
colorful body; to capture,to bound;
My life, my presence let my motherly earth
is subject to my companion, be the land
It moves,I move of love, of peace
it responds, I respond for every creature on it;
but when lifted to dark, Let whole world
I get eliminated, enjoy its beautiful nature,
I get an end of my life without holding rights
with hope of without making borders.
a new day to come
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My Existence But Why?


Being a shadow My sky has
I am to follow no limits,
a companion, My sea has
I am to chase no controls;
an opaque master, They hail from
Without that my feelings,
my existence is zero, And born in
my occurrence is null; my thoughts;
Never betray, Never follow limits,
ever possessive i am, nor been restricted
Ever respond to to open,to expand,
light and bright as they their wings;
mark my presence, As much I can
my being there, I hold its beauty
At every step, in my widely
my dimensions differ opened arms;
from my master, Nothing to pay
my companion, nor to spend;
Sometimes long, just relish without
sometimes short I am, bearing any loss;
remain happy though But why people
being in black, make missiles,
when my master is make bombs
colorful body; to capture,to bound;
My life, my presence let my motherly earth
is subject to my companion, be the land
It moves,I move of love, of peace
it responds, I respond for every creature on it;
but when lifted to dark, Let whole world
I get eliminated, enjoy its beautiful nature,
I get an end of my life without holding rights
with hope of without making borders.
a new day to come
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My Love A Feel! Why Should I ?


Love, Why should I wander
an invisible sense in search of peace?
makes me feel her
in my thoughts; when it dwells
Love, in my mirthful heart,
a mesmerizing lure, in my silent soul
turns me mad enjoying its brimful state;
when she is apart; When I was born,
Love, I was slapped hard
a sensual fragrance, to make me cry,
entraps me from far off Was it not peace
when wander in her search
Love, when my mother had
an eternal bliss smiled to hear me crying?;
that revives my soul As much I need, it passes
when I am uprooted; through my cerebral
Love, to make me contented;
a soothing melody Need not to invite
that relieves my pains tenders for its supply,
When I am totally broken; nor to pay for the deal;
Love
an intoxicated pursuit Now I am dead
that keeps me ever alive whether to be in peace or
In her widely opened arms; not to be, means nothing:
Love, still people wish me
an alluring spirit, to abode in heaven
makes me bold enough to and rest in peace;
pull her tight against my chest. But I find it at every
Love, step of my life,
an enriching belief in a pebble on roadside,
that bonds me strongly
In her faith and trust; in a drop merging stream,
Love, in a tear, wetting my eyes,
the ultimate joy, in a smile,chubbing my cheeks.
makes me abloom In her
32 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 33
beautiful heart.

My Love A Feel! Why Should I ?


Love, Why should I wander
an invisible sense in search of peace?
makes me feel her
in my thoughts; when it dwells
Love, in my mirthful heart,
a mesmerizing lure, in my silent soul
turns me mad enjoying its brimful state;
when she is apart; When I was born,
Love, I was slapped hard
a sensual fragrance, to make me cry,
entraps me from far off Was it not peace
when wander in her search
Love, when my mother had
an eternal bliss smiled to hear me crying?;
that revives my soul As much I need, it passes
when I am uprooted; through my cerebral
Love, to make me contented;
a soothing melody Need not to invite
that relieves my pains tenders for its supply,
When I am totally broken; nor to pay for the deal;
Love
an intoxicated pursuit Now I am dead
that keeps me ever alive whether to be in peace or
In her widely opened arms; not to be, means nothing:
Love, still people wish me
an alluring spirit, to abode in heaven
makes me bold enough to and rest in peace;
pull her tight against my chest. But I find it at every
Love, step of my life,
an enriching belief in a pebble on roadside,
that bonds me strongly
In her faith and trust; in a drop merging stream,
Love, in a tear, wetting my eyes,
the ultimate joy, in a smile,chubbing my cheeks.
makes me abloom In her
32 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 33
beautiful heart.

Full Of! What Can't Be ?



I am zero What can't I forget ?
with a zero, Her lusting eyes,
I am a zero What can't I feel?
without zero, Her bosomy hugs,
But my life What can't I count?
never; Her luring blushes,
It is full of What can't I listen ?
hardships, Her melodious whispers
It is full of What can't I touch?
experiences, Her flaming lips,
It is full of What can't I hold?

blessings; Her face in my hands,
What can't I miss?
Above all
Her feel around,
It is full of
What can't I be with ?
never ceasing
Her being in my soul.
secrets of
life
Secrets of
smile.


















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Full Of! What Can't Be ?



I am zero What can't I forget ?
with a zero, Her lusting eyes,
I am a zero What can't I feel?
without zero, Her bosomy hugs,
But my life What can't I count?
never; Her luring blushes,
It is full of What can't I listen ?
hardships, Her melodious whispers
It is full of What can't I touch?
experiences, Her flaming lips,
It is full of What can't I hold?

blessings; Her face in my hands,
What can't I miss?
Above all
Her feel around,
It is full of
What can't I be with ?
never ceasing
Her being in my soul.
secrets of
life
Secrets of
smile.


















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How She does? My Words



I am not aware of Sometimes being weary
What my mother my words may sleep
keeps in a box?; but my verses never;
May be she keeps They just feel relaxed
wealth of whole in lap of my compositions
world inside; and enjoy their comforts;
Since she never Most of them are found
refuses to get us enticing each other before
what we want to; I frame them in love poem;
Never I dare Ever keep smiling even
to open, to know when needled though to
the mystery hidden in; outfit my compilations;
Unable to understand, Feel them in pensive
how mother keeps mood when being used in

so much of love into; sad and sorrowful poetry;
How she manages But seem excited when
endless blessings for asked to join my poetry on
all of us and others too; love, peace and humanity
Still find it filled with
love and benediction,
though mother not there!














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How She does? My Words



I am not aware of Sometimes being weary
What my mother my words may sleep
keeps in a box?; but my verses never;
May be she keeps They just feel relaxed
wealth of whole in lap of my compositions
world inside; and enjoy their comforts;
Since she never Most of them are found
refuses to get us enticing each other before
what we want to; I frame them in love poem;
Never I dare Ever keep smiling even
to open, to know when needled though to
the mystery hidden in; outfit my compilations;
Unable to understand, Feel them in pensive
how mother keeps mood when being used in

so much of love into; sad and sorrowful poetry;
How she manages But seem excited when
endless blessings for asked to join my poetry on
all of us and others too; love, peace and humanity
Still find it filled with
love and benediction,
though mother not there!














36 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 37

Without Fear If I were !



Would that I were
Life a book of
born with wings!
unknown events,
had fearlessly crossed
a binder of
man made territories;
unpredicted happenings;
Had seeded harmony
Every page marked
without gun powder;
with death,
No identity to mention,
Every leaf written
No race to declare;
with life
Had easily crossed,
that keeps on turning
so called borders,
one by one,
without a screening,
that keeps moving
without biotech identity;
time to time;
No caste to describe
Where to stop,
No creed to tell;
when to move
No passports, No visa
nobody knows;
around the world,
let your everyday be
Would have sheltered
a new life,
anywhere in the world,
every night be
Liberty to seek and share
the last
an earth,sea and sky;
Live it with cheers,
Humanity in different shades,
leave it without fear.
different faces,
But blood in red only
to survive human race,
Harvested love, cropped

peace for one and all,
on land, over waters
and sky, to fly high.
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Without Fear If I were !



Would that I were
Life a book of
born with wings!
unknown events,
had fearlessly crossed
a binder of
man made territories;
unpredicted happenings;
Had seeded harmony
Every page marked
without gun powder;
with death,
No identity to mention,
Every leaf written
No race to declare;
with life
Had easily crossed,
that keeps on turning
so called borders,
one by one,
without a screening,
that keeps moving
without biotech identity;
time to time;
No caste to describe
Where to stop,
No creed to tell;
when to move
No passports, No visa
nobody knows;
around the world,
let your everyday be
Would have sheltered
a new life,
anywhere in the world,
every night be
Liberty to seek and share
the last
an earth,sea and sky;
Live it with cheers,
Humanity in different shades,
leave it without fear.
different faces,
But blood in red only
to survive human race,
Harvested love, cropped

peace for one and all,
on land, over waters
and sky, to fly high.
38 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 39

An Embarkment ? Dying A Daily Death !


You whisper in my ears With a span of time
a speechless melody
our brain begins shrinking,
that I can hear in my heart;
our health, our body
Touch of your murmuring lips,
start declining;
creates wonderful sensation
Internally we are feared
that runs through my body flamingly;
Twinkle of your big black eyes, of death, of our end,
enlighten my darkest nights when outwardly we
so as lightning in clouds does; pertain to be fine and fit;
your long black hair work as if were sails, But socially we get
Those control boat of my life
compressed too early,
surrounded in a rough sea of ill fate;
perhaps in our youth
your visit in horrible sea
In our prime times;
calms the waves of my desire and
No time to talk,
embarks my boat in your heart.
no interest to involve in
But How ? matters other than
self interest, self motive;
O' dear I feel, morally we die
if you can early death, just carrying
let me know, a body without a soul
how can I touch a without heart,
your soul
without touching your body ?
She whispers..
Simply close your eyes,
hold your breath,
dive into my heart;
There you find
A Soul
breathing for you.
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An Embarkment ? Dying A Daily Death !


You whisper in my ears With a span of time
a speechless melody
our brain begins shrinking,
that I can hear in my heart;
our health, our body
Touch of your murmuring lips,
start declining;
creates wonderful sensation
Internally we are feared
that runs through my body flamingly;
Twinkle of your big black eyes, of death, of our end,
enlighten my darkest nights when outwardly we
so as lightning in clouds does; pertain to be fine and fit;
your long black hair work as if were sails, But socially we get
Those control boat of my life
compressed too early,
surrounded in a rough sea of ill fate;
perhaps in our youth
your visit in horrible sea
In our prime times;
calms the waves of my desire and
No time to talk,
embarks my boat in your heart.
no interest to involve in
But How ? matters other than
self interest, self motive;
O' dear I feel, morally we die
if you can early death, just carrying
let me know, a body without a soul
how can I touch a without heart,
your soul
without touching your body ?
She whispers..
Simply close your eyes,
hold your breath,
dive into my heart;
There you find
A Soul
breathing for you.
40 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 41

Let Us Change Patience


Letters may not
I am patience
conceive calibre,
born with inbuilt tolerance
but they can birth
to remain cool,
thoughtful words;
gifted with inner capacity
Words may not
to suffer something,
liquefy compositions,
blessed with power to
but they can
accept ill fate,
melt many hearts;
Been never annoyed when
Verses may not
in problem,
flame books,
been never panic when
but they can
sustained mishap,
burn evils;
Books may not been never anxious
when to wait,
impress human beings,
My name itself speaks of
but they can
my calm nature,
change races;
Libraries may not my silent power,
indulge generations, that may abolish,
but they can that may abandon,
revive the world all my worries,
all my hurries,
all my flurries,
A few benefited with
this human value,
most of fail to attain
through out life





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Let Us Change Patience


Letters may not
I am patience
conceive calibre,
born with inbuilt tolerance
but they can birth
to remain cool,
thoughtful words;
gifted with inner capacity
Words may not
to suffer something,
liquefy compositions,
blessed with power to
but they can
accept ill fate,
melt many hearts;
Been never annoyed when
Verses may not
in problem,
flame books,
been never panic when
but they can
sustained mishap,
burn evils;
Books may not been never anxious
when to wait,
impress human beings,
My name itself speaks of
but they can
my calm nature,
change races;
Libraries may not my silent power,
indulge generations, that may abolish,
but they can that may abandon,
revive the world all my worries,
all my hurries,
all my flurries,
A few benefited with
this human value,
most of fail to attain
through out life





42 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 43

The Last ! Before I Could !


She visits me, Her fascinating beauty
Stands close by,
lures me to be
Whispers in my ears,
'Catch me if you love me '? brave enough
As soon I try to, to dive into
she disappears; fathom and fathoms
After a break comes again, of a love ocean,
whispers in my ears, to cross its
"Catch me if
endless depths,
you wish to hug me ?,"
I rush to hold her before I could
with my widened arms, reach her heart,
But she disappears again knock her heart
I feel puzzled, to summarise
turn upset, the tale of my feelings,
get exhausted;
Proceed towards to express
my bed to sleep, the need of my heart,
On reaching I find her without which
sleeping in my coat; I won't survive anymore;
Hurriedly,I slip into my bed,
Looking into my
hug her tight without
endless efforts,
leaving a gap in between,
kiss her passionately my bravo madness,
without ablazing her lips, she simply smiles,
Under the galaxy of stands up,
spakling stars we enjoy hugs me tight
a sound sleep,
a deep sleep, before I could
a long sleep; finish this poem.
Ending never to complete
the last dream of our life

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The Last ! Before I Could !


She visits me, Her fascinating beauty
Stands close by,
lures me to be
Whispers in my ears,
'Catch me if you love me '? brave enough
As soon I try to, to dive into
she disappears; fathom and fathoms
After a break comes again, of a love ocean,
whispers in my ears, to cross its
"Catch me if
endless depths,
you wish to hug me ?,"
I rush to hold her before I could
with my widened arms, reach her heart,
But she disappears again knock her heart
I feel puzzled, to summarise
turn upset, the tale of my feelings,
get exhausted;
Proceed towards to express
my bed to sleep, the need of my heart,
On reaching I find her without which
sleeping in my coat; I won't survive anymore;
Hurriedly,I slip into my bed,
Looking into my
hug her tight without
endless efforts,
leaving a gap in between,
kiss her passionately my bravo madness,
without ablazing her lips, she simply smiles,
Under the galaxy of stands up,
spakling stars we enjoy hugs me tight
a sound sleep,
a deep sleep, before I could
a long sleep; finish this poem.
Ending never to complete
the last dream of our life

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Dare Not ! May Be !



My words Let not my denial
feel depressed be considered,
when her eyes speak be presumed
the language of tears an intentional refuse;
in my composition; May be it is
I can notice my helplessness,
aqua drops spreading my responsibility;
over my write up, prevents me from doing.
It seems as if my words May be it is
wet their eyes too; a pious denial of
I withdraw my pen, my responsibility that
stop writing, insists me to do so;

dare not proceed; May be it is a humane
Since, never like her treatment to see
to cry anymore; others interest first
If keeps on weeping, than my selfishness
I am afraid;
her tears may not
drown my heart;
a place where she lives
















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Dare Not ! May Be !



My words Let not my denial
feel depressed be considered,
when her eyes speak be presumed
the language of tears an intentional refuse;
in my composition; May be it is
I can notice my helplessness,
aqua drops spreading my responsibility;
over my write up, prevents me from doing.
It seems as if my words May be it is
wet their eyes too; a pious denial of
I withdraw my pen, my responsibility that
stop writing, insists me to do so;

dare not proceed; May be it is a humane
Since, never like her treatment to see
to cry anymore; others interest first
If keeps on weeping, than my selfishness
I am afraid;
her tears may not
drown my heart;
a place where she lives
















46 l K.C. Sethi Bleeds In Black l 47

In My Poems One Day !


Since Had never thought,
she left me alone,
a buch of her blush
I can feel her presence
will make me love her
in my thoughts,
Find her breathing one day;
in my words, Had never thought,
enjoy her swinging her alluring eyes will
in my verses; mesmerize me
Looks as if one day;
my heart beats on her Had never thought,
breathing,
her bosoms will
my eyes shine
crack my ribs
on her being there
my soul reacts on one day;
her smile in my feel; Had never thought,
Usually visits to make me her lips will
sleep in her arms, flame mine
kisses my deserted lips one day;
to quench my thirst, had never thought,
lays beside me
her love will
to strengthen my soul;
make it my habit
Feel alone without her
being in my life, one day;
wish to move on had never thought,
wherever she resides; her hands will
just after the thought hold my shaking head
she never turned up, one day;
perhaps she likes Had never thought,
to love, to live
her soul will
in my dreams,
lift mine away
in my poems merely
one day.
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In My Poems One Day !


Since Had never thought,
she left me alone,
a buch of her blush
I can feel her presence
will make me love her
in my thoughts,
Find her breathing one day;
in my words, Had never thought,
enjoy her swinging her alluring eyes will
in my verses; mesmerize me
Looks as if one day;
my heart beats on her Had never thought,
breathing,
her bosoms will
my eyes shine
crack my ribs
on her being there
my soul reacts on one day;
her smile in my feel; Had never thought,
Usually visits to make me her lips will
sleep in her arms, flame mine
kisses my deserted lips one day;
to quench my thirst, had never thought,
lays beside me
her love will
to strengthen my soul;
make it my habit
Feel alone without her
being in my life, one day;
wish to move on had never thought,
wherever she resides; her hands will
just after the thought hold my shaking head
she never turned up, one day;
perhaps she likes Had never thought,
to love, to live
her soul will
in my dreams,
lift mine away
in my poems merely
one day.
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Dying Daily



I Have seen many One when beaten
brutly by husband
women dying
no one behaves;
a daily death;

One when molested
One when cries behind
in office
the bushes,
no one raises;
no one dares;


One When lifted One When enjoyed
in dance bars
from shelter homes,
no one fairs;
no one cares;

One when sold for
One when moved naked
sex abuse
in the streets,
no one bans,
no one saves;


One when cries to Rest are those
Who speak the
deliver female baby,
language of silence.
no one blames;


One when burnt alive
for dowry
no one claims;











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