THE BEST POEMS ON LOVE, LIFE & FEELINGS; POEM SUMMARY, BOOK SUMMARY BY VINOD JADHAV

Do not blame me,please, If you find my claims untrue, For it's what I've felt, 've got no thing to prove. For I have been trying, And trying for too long, For, indeed, it's not too easy, Trust me, to be determined, And change your attitude, And take the pen and paper, And read. But am truly determined this time. That's all. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

I know how the heart grieves, For I have had my share Of taste of despair, And have tasted faillure Of strength and desire. And, I've learnt, Never does the heart Grieve too much, Than when your own words Turn treacherous, And convey your weakness For strength and honor, And your greed Born of earthly desire. And then heart bleeds for sure, And is broken into shreds, When you lose The touch of humility, And pathetically, The info comes to your ears. O, my heart, Do be humble, amiable, And a lot more sport. Learn to accpet denial, faillure, And be unanimous with them. And learn to forget things That do no harm Than griving over them. And if you can't do this all; Let me suggest you, my boy, Learn to cry. By- Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

Someone made of flesh and bones Wants someone else In flesh and bones. And wants the same person In flesh and bones For the whole life, Untill the flesh sheds away And bone breaks weak. They call it love In flesh and blood, And believe it To be more than just flesh and bones But an energy That sweeps them together. The pair of flesh and bones Grow together And share same space And feel to be the single In flesh and bone, And they try to mix together. And they try to become one, Which the flesh and bones do not permit. They call it immortal, They they are sure It will shade away As shades the flesh With growing age, And will be lost forever Once the bones go underneath. They all know the truth; Still they believe, And they live. For love that doesn't exist. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

It's not the same anymore, Nor is it so fascinating; As is used to be. The masquerade is over it seems; I can see who you are, And you can see me. It was, perhaps, Only an illusion of time, Not so serius an affair. We were strangers before, And have turned strangers again; That was what, perhaps, We were meant to be. It doesn't hurt anymore, Nor does my heart Wish the pleasant illusion. Anymore. And am happy the illusion faded away, Naturally, Without hearts being sore. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

It happens usually In theatres, cafes and classrooms; She looks into His eyes And gives a small smile, And She knows She has found her game, In no time. 'How easily they are fooled' she thinks, And when going home She winks. And He finds himself nowhere on earth. He says, 'For my smartness, I've got something.' He knows too, What comes cheap Is lost unnoticed, And he tries to forget Her feminine aroma, Her cute smile and the wink. Never does the parched earth Forgets the touch of first drops, No matter how many floods She sees, Or how many draughts. And the boy waits for her With eternal hope. Happy for once he was loved; Keeps waiting honestly For His first love. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

A great poet you're, You've got great thoughts. I loved and cherished your words, Yet there were some, I cherish couldn't. I gather, you'd say, It's okay my pal, Cherish what favoured you, And leave rest untouched; that's all. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

In a distant town I have rented a two-sharing-room, And for a time being Am to live alone. It has been a day, Many boys did come To check on the room, And still, the one place is vacant. They come and see me, And give me fade smiles, And return to check on more rooms, Never to come back. I know the fault; There is not enough space For two, And the room, partitioned with cardboard, Is least kool. Still the rejection haunts me, Though I know, The fault is not mine. But I fail to believe. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

In a distant town I have rented a two-sharing-room, And for a time being Am to live alone. It has been a day, Many boys did come To check on the room, And still, the one place is vacant. They come and see me, And give me fade smiles, And return to check on more rooms, Never to come back. I know the fault; There is not enough space For two, And the room, partitioned with cardboard, Is least kool. Still the rejection haunts me, Though I know, The fault is not mine. But I fail to believe. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

In a distant town I have rented a two-sharing-room, And for a time being Am to live alone. It has been a day, Many boys did come To check on the room, And still, the one place is vacant. They come and see me, And give me fade smiles, And return to check on more rooms, Never to come back. I know the fault; There is not enough space For two, And the room, partitioned with cardboard, Is least kool. Still the rejection haunts me, Though I know, The fault is not mine. But I fail to believe. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

-- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "

It's no kidding, I have joined classes for GATE, In a far away town, At the best known place. You know am worried, Frightened too, And you know very well, Easily I lose my kool. But, Am here, You ask why? For I know, though whatever happened Between me and thy, You'll bow infront of Him, And pray for me to touch the sky. By-Vinod -- regards: Vinod Jadhav " www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "