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

I have never met him once, Never seen his face, Neither know his address; Yet when it came to pay me back, You have been paying me Though in small amounts. As I see it now, You might, very well, have run off. I would have done not much Than just blaming my stars; And you persisted, kept paying me ones a month, I felt immense respect for you dear fellow, You have got the substance. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: My Youtube Channel- https://youtu.be/HB5np5I-x1I facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Love makes you strong, yes it does, And makes you weak too. Accustomed to love you get carried in it; Only love isn't enough. Your loved one need your love, So do they need your hatred, Anger and the rough handling; Only love isn't enough. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: My Youtube Channel- https://youtu.be/HB5np5I-x1I facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

You are a part of my identity, We are related quite integrally; Now that you see me differently, I have come to hate you recently. And I hate the fact that we are related, And hate it more that I can't change it; You are a pain I wish to never feel again Why don't you just go away? Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: My Youtube Channel- https://youtu.be/HB5np5I-x1I facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

When I closed my eyes And took a few calm breaths; The momentary darkness faded And I could see lights; Time faded away soon And I felt peace coming to me like a boon; I was swept off my place Felt like am floating in the space; In a very moment I felt different, And knew I had found myself; What I found was this Am at the Centre of the Universe; All the paths began from my feet How I felt was at my wish; No one but I directed my life Things could turn about as I choose; No one is stronger, bigger or higher but me, Who I wish, I could be; I could make anything happen The Universe revolves around me. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Neither the past nor the future matters; Neither the darkness nor the light matters; Neither the demons nor the God matters; Neither hatred nor the love matters; Neither the origin nor the end matters; Neither the lack nor the abundance matters; Neither the failure nor the success matters; Neither the bad luck nor the fate matters; Neither the resurrection nor the oblivion matters; Nothing matters more Than what the present Holds for us in its folds. Nothing, absolutely nothing else matters; You can't change anything else. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

When I call you, Am just doing my job; But when the phone rings there I wish you don't answer it; I have known you enough You will talk and just dodge; You will lie and put your soul in dark, So now, I don't want to give you chance. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

So vivid, sometimes so untrue You change your colours so often I can't see through. So generous, sometimes so cruel You change words so often Like you never spoke them. And I smile at all of it, I get to see your changing colours And I love it. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Tell me no good now Don't teach me how to survive; Tell me no sermons now Don't teach me how to live. You have taken pains to do me good, I won't thank you though; You have years of learning, I know I just don't wish to follow. You have proven your life Your advices have changed lives; But I wish to follow myself For ones leave me alone. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

A boy of 19 Asked the owner, "What is your specialty? Which flavour is sold more?" "Young man, all the flavours are special" Replied the owner, "But highly liked by all Is the second one in the list." "Oh", said the boy, "Gimme the third one from the list, I like that one better." Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Baby...our story depends on you, It will drag on, or It will fly in style, It's up to you. It will be happy story When you are happy, And when you will be sad It will be but a lament. It will grow with you, With you it will wither away; It will take your strength, Weakness will take it away. Trust yourself and trust me, It shall steadfast; Put doubt in Us, It won't last. It will have your wings, It will have your bone, It will have your heart, It will have your throat. Lead the story, you are strong enough Show me the way, you are right enough Stand strong, take the limelight On your strong shoulder lies our future bright. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

It's coming to close now Only the time we spent stays; Off she goes soon Only past be left behind with me. I know it will end And not linger behind; No trails will be left Only the wishes in my mind. It isn't sad Given life doesn't end here; Maybe I'll resurrect things Maybe only to feel them in my dreams. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Am unmarried and 28, She said, The old men in my village Look at me like herlot. In their times, they say, Girls married at 16 And those were not taken Who were ruined. Never have we come across a girl Unmarried though 28, Maybe you are secretly aborted Or it simply means you are an outcast. She is sullen, not at them but at herself To have born into the world With aims to be stronger than men And dreams to make it big. Now that she's being labelled Maybe she'd succumb to their wishes And world will miss the rise of a woman From dark trenches. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

I want her to make my painting, The painting, I expect, Which would scream my love for her. I want her to make my portrait, The portrait, I believe, Should represent what I feel for her. I expect, one day she would draw both, Maybe when I won't be near And she misses me. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

This isn't me Am losing myself; I know it But I can't help. I have been sinking for good I tried to swim; Found myself trapped Chances too slim. From where I see I have changed a lot; Am forced to change the course Don't know what the future has got. Thanks & Regards, Vinod Jadhav, Mob- +91 7709963544 reach me at: facebook.com/vinodjadhav.poet Web- www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com

Who are they Whom we call people? The ones who always opposed you, But who seldom stand for themselves; The ones who objected your every move, But who seldom objected themselves; The ones who have no thoughts of their own, But who fears to chose preferences; The ones who make their opinions known, But who seldom took chances; The ones who advice you the prestigious things, But who spend life admiring riches; The ones who fathom only respect in their dreams, But who respect others by birth and places; These are people, With no thoughts, no power; With no wits, no respect; They rule the most lives on earth. Lives of those who live by society's word, Lives of those who don't know their worth, Lives of those who only dream to be strong, Lives of those who fear all along, Lives of those who are tormented by these people, Lives of those who could easily separate themselves, Lives of those who fear standing alone, Lives of those who th