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

Where are you? Am waiting for you, From the heart That has forgotten why its beating; With the feeling of loneliness that comes When we forget why we are living. I miss you And miss you, All that I do. May time kill this pain Before I forget myself in you. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Day 1: The first day I stopped being bad Felt like a day I never had; The day full of pleasant thoughts Felt like I was craving for. Day 2: Looked like I had lots more good things to do, To cut on more bad habits, To give more scope to my growth and To find joy in everything. Day 3: Back to square one; Had no joy, no fun. Had lots of vacant space, Looked like I had no errand to run. Day 4: It's the day of oblivion, Learnt life doesn't run as it does in books. Not being bad isn't such a good decision Unless you have good things in rules. To stop being bad And to begin being good Are two sides of the same coin, Life depends on what you choose. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Day 1: The first day I stopped being bad Felt like a day I never had; The day full of pleasant thoughts Felt like I was craving for. Day 2: Looked like I had lots more good things to do, To cut on more bad habits, To give more scope to my growth and To find joy in everything. Day 3: Back to square one; Had no joy, no fun. Had lots of vacant space, Looked like I had no errand to run. Day 4: It's the day of oblivion,  Learnt life doesn't run as it does in books. Not being bad isn't such a good decision Unless you have good things in rules. The learning : To stop being bad And to begin being good Are two sides of the same coin, Life depends on what you choose Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Day 1: The first day I stopped being bad Felt like a day I never had; The day full of pleasant thoughts Felt like I was craving for. Day 2: Looked like I had lots more good things to do, To cut on more bad habits, To give more scope to my growth and To find joy in everything. Day 3: Back to square one; Had no joy, no fun. Had lots of vacant space, Looked like I had no errand to run. Day 4: It's the day of oblivion,  Learnt life doesn't run as it does in books. Not being bad isn't such a good decision Unless you have good things in rules. To stop being bad And to begin being good Are two sides of the same coin, Life depends on what you choose Regards: Vinod Jadhav www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com, www.inspirationplus1.blogspot.com

People don't just vanish in thin air, Nor does they take everything with them. We might not be able to recount what we got, We might think we are left with nothing While we had a lot. Memories are elixir Of these decaying  relations. Memories will keep you alive Memories will give you reasons to smile. Memories of different places, Memories of different dresses, Memories of different emotions, Memories of different situations; Memories, Memories, And a lot of them. A day will come When you'll fall in love with them. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Well, there might be A million ways To mourn your lost love. To miss the person who left you, There are some great ways And some worst ways too. Well, when I miss her I eat Apple, Yes, you got me right. Apple, cause she liked them, And I loved it When she had one. I know am going to miss her For a long long time, Hope Apple prolongs it longer. Cause I like it When I miss her, I really do. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

When a thought enters my mind, I take the pen and write. A poem is born that way; A thought comes into light. I dare say, I try to sound overwhelming, Enthusiast, Enticing, Secretive to the core, Enlightening. Am happy, Some thoughts born in me, My brain childs, Are serving mankind. I really am lucky. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

I was loved, In turn I loved too. Now we are apart And I can't see through. There were things; Yes, things made up our love. There were things; Things that shared our love. There were things, She liked when I got them. There were things I liked when she got them. She is gone now, Maybe, we'll never be together. The things we shared Are still there though; The gifts she wanted, The films we shared, The benches we sat in And the paths we walked. Maybe, she is not really gone; Maybe, it would have been same, The memories would never change, The paths will be the same. I'll grow old Love will stay young, Young forever, As it used to be. Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

I thought I have changed a lot, Well, I have not. Just some new hobbies, Have got some experiences, Have shared smiles with many, Have had some grievances. That changed a lot, Still there's more Untouched, Unchanged. I guess, that's me myself. Regards, Vinod Jadhav

While it's ending, It's a gloomy feeling. Not much dramatic, Nonetheless romantic; A rusty routine Filled with the sense of ending. It's pain to bear The moments flooded With memories of togetherness; The dumbness of thoughts You would never believed Would occur, And the only hope you'll have is, Some miracle might occur To keep you together. Well, miracles don't happen, Not now. You have to stand it. Regards - Vinod

It was a love story That was never meant To end on happy note. She knew it; All along she knew it. It was her Who had first confessed this truth. She knew. It was her Who had accepted we would never be together; She knew it true. It was her, Who always believed we will always be lovers; She knew it through. It was her, Who professed one day we may forget each other; She knew it will happen. She knew this, And it has all come true; Nothing unpredictable, Nothing not prepared for. Then, I wonder, Why did she cry? By- Vinod