For me and you

                     For Me And You

Without making aim of life
We can't drive
The ambition on the path
For true prescribe
This is true
For me and you

Memories bind us to stop
And think about
Event of past very fast
Before all about
The hope is grue
For me and you

Play here but before playing
You should think
How we could do all the past
Once again with link
Different of view
For me and you

Oh! What you think
In your mind
That may not be true
At all kind
But think some new
For me and you .

                         Created on 12.12.12(2012)
                                 Ram kesh mishra
                          9125562266 sultanpur up

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The Snow

==============The Snow=========== The snow that falls on The innocent leaves And on everything surrounded Makes them colourless But colours them all in white And sometimes gray and pink Under the rays of the sun Is a boon for them and their lives To restrain and caution In deadly suffocation The difficulties of our lives Teach us how to face them It's effects to wipe out Make a way for our imagination To  progress or to destroy Let's seek inspection  Inspit of being fainted Obstacles of our lives Are like tha parts of snow As a friend but a foe                        ✍рд░рдХрдоिрд╢ рд╕ुрд▓्рддाрдирдкुрд░ी
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The man (1)

The man(poem-1) The man whom you see Is more than he seems On descending from temple's stairs A merciful half stretched fingers Of doubted hand for alms before you.  Yours eyes flash to know Others feelings You consider and you Give or not Pause or go His tearful eyes without tear Sigh once again (2) Both fall on others runway of life And passed for theirs interest Their livelihood and their  aim Of life for death The glimpse  of burdens of mercy on him The pathetic look with hope In one's mind  And other distresses by growing price Both hurried to get for nothing Both worried to suppress Bye their progress All others and disappear The unknown and dark world .                   by©Ram Kesh Mishra
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Song Of The Birds

               Song Of The Birds Oh! Lord of dawn ,wake up And pour them consolation The birds are creating the melodies Amd music in your praise Oh !no they are praying for welcome Rise ! oh God rise ! For them Show thy love for their hope Many voice many kinds Sweet music all ways They hearing you ,the echoes  Oh !lord of midday ,hear They still producing the music But now the sadness sits on their tone Making the echoes dim Human cries prevent their muse They live on the hoop for money to live And for some unnecessities All voice growth loud Slow voice fainted And disturbs the internal peace . Oh !God of evening, stop Listen with silence and see They fly towards their nests to rest And to make a farewell The human voice grow pale The birds are growing happy And pray for rise the next day All time they sing Many kinds they pray But now the insects in the charge .   ...
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