Critic
Critic critic millions of book
How much critic on a single work u look
Its difficult to count down all
Why not work your own
You try and do it whole
What else may rise or fall
Introduce your feeling with word
Haven’t you get call from your heart
The style on that your pen can dance
To sing your notebook, give a chance
The magic with word combination
Will lead you every destination
Don’t you think and try
The emotions and cry
The happiness and joy
Your feeling and the
Story of your life to touch
The beautiful heart of people
And the beautiful world
Ashumit k.v.
9/11/2016
Knowledge
Knowledge is the wind
Blowing in the world……
Singing softly to reach
Destination for lives…
Like the river from the mountain…..
Flow from the top and
Kill the thrust of all
Who comes in her way…..
Knowledge is the color
You pick and
Mix….your own
To color your life…..
Knowledge like the sun
To burn and light……
Or like the moon
To absorb and reflect……
Ashumit k.v.
17/4/2016
A promise
Freedom of thought will lock
Peace will disturb you
Consciousness will block…….
You try it to hide but
It comes on your face
Without God’s grace …..
Hesitation on your lips
And your body will shake
As wrong turn you make…..
And keep on going
without knowing
Its lead you to hell…..
It’s easy to choose
But nowhere it goes
One day may nothing to loose…
So don’t fall more
Tell the truth
That lead you to heaven…
The path of truth
Difficult to walk
But takes you high…..
A promise with yourself
no more lie…..
Ashumit k.v.
11/3/2016
The world war
You have two souls
One says do right……
It will tuff n tight
May have a lot of fight…..
But the end will be bright
The world war is on
And I’m the one….
To fight with myself
Standing alone…..
With weapon to kill
My soul the sinner
Stronger than me……
And I’m the one
Defeated by myself….
Each and everyday
Becoming more weak
when I see the whole world....
suffering with the same
the faith of the game…..
looses by myself
you see what you are ?
Ashumit k.v.
11/4/2016
Writing
Writing your way
Blue or gray…..
Writing what you want
Clarity of chant………
Writing as you dream
Like sunshine beam……..
Writing what you see
To improve society…….
Writing that can change
Thought of men ……..
Writing with the wit
For immortal lit…….
Ashumit k.v.
2/7/2015
Polluted mind
I read a little but many forget
I lost my memory earliest…..
The dustbin of my mind,
I’m not disposing
Unwanted remembrance
Why not going….
The thing that I want to forget
But some factor is there
Stopping everywhere…….
What is solution that
I’m trying to find…….
What is the fact?
Polluted my mind…..
Ashumit k.v.
21/3/2016
(India)
Number 261* ran a pretty good race.
Though she couldn’t have won it, she set a fine pace.
Her hat hid her hair but if you’d seen her face
You’d have realized she wasn’t a guy.
The year – ’67, a marathon run
In Boston, and soon after it’d begun
Officials decided her racing was done
And her gender the answer to “Why?”
For the course was for men; anyone called “her”
Had to skip it or hide who they really were.
K.V. Switzer she signed as, so they’d infer
That a male was the one to apply.
She resisted attempts to drag her away
And completed those miles, ignoring the fray.
Yet it took 5 more years, quite a lengthy delay,
‘Til the rule-makers had to comply.
Now at 70, Switzer, still true to form,
Ran in Boston, to welcomes both loud and warm.
Her gutsiness once took the world by storm
And her triumph no one can deny.
*Kathrine Switzer’s Boston Marathon number
in both the 1967 and 2017 races
Kv
I have my friend .She is such a divine.
Left my hands in thunders of life for crying.
Faked it all ,and i never cared for trying.
Trust was broken and draught even dried .
Long talks were over ,the quench of thirst got derived.
Mourned with morning tears .from eyes to palms it retrieve.
Kisses i missed,were replaced by thorns.
Angelic touch were gone and lived my inside a satan to kill me inside.
She has been such a divine.And a longing friend to bring in respite.
Not even dared to call it quit .Too shallow from inside.
Left me in sirocco of life to fight lone battle.
Difficult to sail again back to life.
I have a friend .She is such a divine.
Never gathered courage to say me as in normal waves.
But gave the pain when she needed to shake my life.
I have my friend she is such a divine.
Left in lone battle to fight.
I have a friend.she is such a divine.