Bipurna Tara, 10 lutego 2012
A prettiest woman
With white gown
Triumph through the poem
Whispers to me for
Reflection of love.
Romancing with love
Her Right hand around my neck;
And left hand checks my heart
" How disorderly pounding"
She loves my innocent.
She sits on the bed
Translucent gown
Discarding to be naked
Is seemed her sexiest limbs
And I excitedly touch;
The p(age) to go 22 from 21.
Bipurna Tara, 6 lutego 2012
Oh sir! On your hat contains;
The dust of power and ardent triumph
If in time can't aware of washing your hat
By someone, will shoot at your head to wash your hat.
Bipurna Tara, 4 lutego 2012
When the feelings is melted by sorrows or joys
Watery feelings flood to the eyes pond
And spills over from the eyelid's edge
As
a glisten diamond's piece spins down on the cheek.
Bipurna Tara, 1 lutego 2012
some people are food hunger
And they are dying tomorrow
whose hopes badly depend on God
For their protection;
But we are human,shameful to say.
some we are warmonger
And hunger of victory
Which we get after feeding bullet to some...
Yes, there is no crisis of money
To buy bullets and bombs
But we have economic crisis
To feed to hunger
God ! I am a hunger of an answer
"Can we not win the war feeding to poor?"
Bipurna Tara, 29 stycznia 2012
Is it full of dark?
Or,
Darkness i see
Believe me
I can't see the things
That what you see
Or is life an obscure art?
I can't understand
Though the life is growing old.
Bipurna Tara, 26 stycznia 2012
Grey curly hair
And her bright eyes
In pose seems sexiest lips
Despite to see, desired to kiss.
Golden chain around
Half hidden shoulder
Oh! Sweaty though attaches at photo
Vain thee happens on my motto.
Bipurna Tara, 23 stycznia 2012
The zoo
If we imprison the human
Despite animal
The zoo would be jail.
To imprison the man
Is a way to punishment his crime
But what crime has done the animal?
We ' human ' has over confidence
And destroying the other livelihood
Pleasure for our bright eyes
Or sadness heart.
We need not preserve or destroy
If some creature
Is exiting from existence
No problem
They have their rights
To die or to fight.
The nature greatest than we
If she needs to trim some creature
She absolutely sends;
Floods, Tsunami, Volcano, Earthquake And famine.
Bipurna Tara, 21 stycznia 2012
When I suffer from stress
I try to heal by poem
When I suffer form loneliness
I call you to heal
When I suffer from our break up
I like to heal by hollowness
When I suffer form Staring
I don't like to heal
And never dare too
Because of I see you there.
Bipurna Tara, 16 stycznia 2012
Where we gather for love making
That is suspended in autumn season;
The suesided season busy in destroying
The beautiest nature into ugliest with no reason
Like no reason you went a far
And soul sank in sever and pain
To call and to meet you made a bar
My attempts were to get you all vain.
As you departed, Bulbul and cookus immigrated
And the rethem of life is hunted.
Bipurna Tara, 15 stycznia 2012
Fusion of Not
Lack in a lot
This is me
Or autumn's tree.
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