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Best Poems From
SNEHAL BHOSALE
(05/09/1990)
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The Unspoken Truth
Their love unspoken, their hatred unsaid
their lips ain't sealed
their mouth ain't shut.
But canst doth utter, a word that
doth shun all agony, all pain, all sorrow....
That which causeth their heart to well up
with tears and swoon to silence
Their tale told everywhere, heard nowhere
their growl aggressive, their prowl threatening...
their roar, that doth threaten the might of man...
their dare doth flowed into blood
The trigger that rose, to silence the
voice, that never did exist...!
Snehal Bhosale
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PHEONIX
Give me a reason I want to smile
Give me the hope to tread, yet another mile
Too long has passivity bound me
Too long my life turbulent has been
put my sails on rest, to be peaceful I am keen
Open thine arms and let me fall
Give my tumultuous youth, a passion to think and stop
But for everything my living is a bane.
Give me all sunshine, I want no pain
My heart is frail
give me trail to follow, where love may prevail.
It's been long my eyes have been hollow
since ages they've been made to many a
tears swallow.
Reasons are many, for me to die
Give my existence a meaning
I want to try
Break all Barricades
Give me the sky
Open my wings
and let me fly!
Snehal Bhosale
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Stop talking start communicating.....
I saw today two sparrows communicate
they vented sorrow, they let out grief;
They vented all that mutilate relief
They broke all silence
and made way through
Nor through the woods
nay the cannabis
They sounded their hearts
they sounded their souls
They parlez love,
they parlez trust
they parlez sympathy
that naturalize all apathy.
We unlike them,
Relations in silence hem.
We nurture love
we caress mate
What diverge it takes, is that
we don't communicate.........
Snehal Bhosale
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The Ballad Of My Soul
Oh lord initiator of my life
Oh divine being, king of kings
At thy feet I place my heart,
At thy mercy, I live my life
Thou givest me the means to live,
thou givest me the reason to live,
Thou livest in my heart
May my heart be channel of thy love
Thou, fructify my endeavours
Thou cherish my dreams,
With not abundant, with not meagre,
but with what I deserve
Snehal Bhosale
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