HE

Its my poem in desperate mood.

 

 

he took me away to heavens,
and pushed me from there towards earth.
dont he know that it hurts,
and it could take me out of breathe.
i am not getting any way out,
he bounded me with such strength.

My 2nd poem

            MY SOUL

My soul is getting snatched away,
In this mortal world, i don't find any way.

My heart never liked anyone,
It loves you in which manner today.

Could ever it be possible?
You will be intentionally in my way.

O God! Give my soul rest tenderly,
And let it stay restless and gay.

My first poem

                                       MY BRACELET
Even the diamonds cannot match its beauty,
Nor any captivating waterfall manage such efficacy.

O my bracelet! my love gift!
You are a source of some precious rememberance.

I always hope for the moment to be again,
The moment when you were tied on my hand.

I never could talk on that moment,
My tongue stuck whenever i tried to utter.



This is my very first poem i ever wrote.  I am great fan of Sylvia plath's poetry. Her poetry compelled me on writing poems.