Topic started by Kamal (@ manageengine.org) on Mon Mar 22 04:16:04 EST 2004.
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i love to read some good short english poem.

if u have any do mail me @ kamal_ryze@yahoo.com

cheers,
Kamal

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• From: piousheart (@ 61.0.40.57) on: Tue Mar 23 06:51:16 EST 2004
  
  Oh.That special lady of Meerut
  
  
  GODDESS OF COLOURS
  
  
  Everyday I see her in different colors.
  New colors in her dress and look
  New colors in her Silvery grains from the stars
  Always smiling, tempting and loving
  
  Everyday I go there to pick
  To see her, her colors, her looks
  She change her hair color with her dresses
  Always refreshing, promising and loving
  
  
  Everyday I try to see her outward beauty
  She is beautiful, very beautiful goes infinity
  Beauty starts ends and grows with her
  Always sparkling, waving and loving,
  
  Everyday she used to come to pick
  Her arrival give high beats in my heart
  I know she is fragile too soft to handle
  Always caring, marveling and loving
  
  Everyday I refresh myself seeing her
  Whether to ask or not? Always cowardly retreated
  I find Her eyes as bright as blue deep lake.
  Always cheering, charming and loving
  
  
  Every day she smiled not meant for me
  But that smile, oh the moment, not to forget
  I could die if it could be for me.
  Always enterprising, spiraling and loving
  
  Everyday my blood-circulation dies eternal-slow
  While my soul-paralyzed search for MORE
  She is Impossible could evaporate me with her single touch.
  Always talking on mobile , walking and loving
  
  Everyday she ignores my cries of Pleasure
  My heart, my soul, my eternal devotion to her
  I want to thank her for every minute and every second she spent around me
  Always splashing, burning, wanting and loving.
  
  
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  OH ! HER EYES
  
  
  Oh her eyes...
  Those beautiful, sparkling eyes,
  The source of all her passions,
  The teller of no lies .oh so………..Deep and Brown.
  Oh her lips...
  Those soft and tender,
  Where upon the glass of life,
  She savors and she sips .oh so… Lovely and warm.
  Oh her silky hair...
  Her sunlit brown and black hair,
  That drapes upon her stiff shoulders,
  Showing perfection, oh so… …rare and hairy.
  Oh her face...
  Her stunning, beguiling face,
  Where heaven can be sought,
  And the creator God himself can be embraced.oh so… cute and unforgettable.
  Oh her walk...
  Her delicate and slender,
  In dreams, beside me
  So tender and so warm .oh so………confident and smooth. .
  Oh her soul...
  Her gentle caring soul,
  That longs for love in life,
  Yet, life just can’t console.oh so…pure and ruefully.
  Oh God, Oh her beauty….
  With her perfections much, a rose with such beautiful petals
  Yet, when I think of love,
  It’s her I die to touch. Oh so……far and untouchable.
  
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  Why Does She fell in Love Again?
  
  
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  When her present love still beats her heart
  I plead to find her a new love that would last
  One that would pass the test of time
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  Because her deep soul bear a hole
  It's hard for her to see the signs
  That’s why she feels love is blind
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  When her love signs are still crystal clear
  A love full life is to live and let live
  But the vacuum in her must surely be filled
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  When she never vow to love again
  Addicted to love she seems to be
  A lonely soul can no women keep
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  Because her lofty dreams are unfulfilled
  In spite of pains it may brings
  She should surely destine to love.
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  Because each morning as I awaken,
  She is the reason I smile,
  She is the reason I love.
  
  Why does she fall in love again?
  Because each day when I see her
  She is the reason of my high beats
  She is the reason I want to love again.
  
  
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  If I Told You...
  
  If I told you I loved you,
  would you push me away?
  Or would you let me fall into your arms,
  where, forever, I would stay?
  
  
  If I told you I needed you,
  would you feel the same?
  Could you let me need you everyday,
  forever and eternally?
  
  If I told you I love you,
  would you believe the words I say?
  Would you turn your back on me
  and leave me alone to pray?
  
  If I told you I was crying,
  would you be right by my side,
  to put your arms around my shoulders
  until the feelings pass me by?
  
  If I told you everything,
  could you still feel the same?
  The day you will know exactly who I am,
  would you still be mine to claim?
  
  If I told you...
  
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• From: vasant (@ 203.193.138.29) on: Thu Mar 25 04:21:09 EST 2004
  
  A poem of great Russian poet Puskin is --
  
  I know destruction awaits him
  Who first rises
  Againstthe the oppressor's yoke
  My fate is sealed and closed,
  But tell me
  where and when
  without victims
  was ever freedom won ?
  For my native land I perish
  I feel it and I know it
  And in my heart
  O' Holy father !
  My fatal star
  I bless !!
  
  
  Dear friends,
  In the present situation of new global imperialism and domestic communalism,regionalism this poem communicates very very intense reality.
  
  

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