Nostalgic clap, clap dance

What a lovely dance you portray
nostalgia overcame me reading this
as I once held her close and tight
right in the middle of the floor
all glared with open wild and wide eyes
as they saw,
I pulled her in and tickled her here and there
unmindful of the others glare
they all did smile and stare
then clapped as I kissed her then and there

When Lights go out Come Again
When lights go out come again
think of me
a lonely bird flying sky high
am I the eagle you are in search

come to me when the lights go off
comfort me more than yourself
many told me today
they read me I'm good
but they leave no comments
lest I burst
they know not the time of travel
to the invisible universe
eternity
infinity
written in the language of the galaxy

even day light cannot change it
so abide with me

Blog on Creativity

Hope someone will read it

Poetry is nothing more
than one's inner personal emotions
each one has different

See how Irene
and now
Rula
have taken over

Let me see if there is anyone left over

raj!!!
you helped them

Creativity is the elixir for
modern poetry'
imagery
Simile
and all that which have gone
achaic
let Shakespeare awake
as
thee thou and ye may be

These be my views
then now
SHARE YOURS

''We all have not come
to live for ever
but to live a life
worthy enough
we have to live through
and
must endeavour''

Thank you

A critique must teach you ultimately...
in improving your poetry/art /work

It is not necessary
for a critique too say
''you are a
wanker
self praise
seeker
pulling ones skirt up
like a gal
come ''read'' me
like an open book
kind sort of

This is base not criticism
by a critique
do you agree
or disagree

The critique must give suggestions and views
how to improve the poem/work

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Searching Poets of Calibre

When I traverse
poetry verse
across the universe
I come across rarely
but poetry like this verse
it's needless to say is
as lovely as mom and mom earth
Lady poet teacher
teach me
judge some of mine
if you could

TIME is a premium we all know
but a blessings coming from you
will glow
as your poetry like the Niagara does flow
Now we all know
lovely natural poet is thee
like me hopefully

SEEDING Poetry SECOND

What is poetry
but effulgence of emotion
from deep core of one's heart

Yes it is empathy
Sugar coated with sympathy
that makes poets expose
their inner sensibility
and
end up either by being kicked
upwards or stamped
by the foot of some one
who thinks all poets one owns

My mom passed away early

Beautiful mom yours

I once composed
''MOM SMILES''
If you have some time
over a week end
do smile
my mom also will love you

She may not be able to give you a ring
she has no Internet connection now
where ever she may be
but daily she sends a dozen kisses for me
through the winds
and
I fly back kisses daily
the clouds carry them slowly
but deliberately

If I ever claim
that I understand
half of what Esker, Sir
you compose
then to the garbage bin of time
on its way to Mars
they will me quickly dispose