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24 November 2017

The Enemy

Unknown November 24, 2017

Poems

The Enemy

The enemy was that one who broke the heart?

Or was he for whom she left....?

Was the enemy god, who was just watching?

Or was I, who was teasing the forehead?

Are the enemy memories, which come?

Or his eyes, which mesmerize..?

The enemy is friends, who were not then?

Or that, who was there then?

Are the enemy lines, of hands?

Or is it all the faults....?

The enemy is infidelity, do you have me?

Or is it my own?

The enemy is confident, what did I do?

Or suffer pain, which I felt?

The enemy is hopeful, what I find?

Or angry with you, who avoids?

Is the enemy laughing,?

Or have to cry, my unhealthy?

Is the enemy a monster of moments?

Or is there a refusal after the admonition?

Or wait for the denial?

But,

Enemies no moment, it 'not'

He does not remember, no circumstances.

How did the enemy, who gave pain only once?

Repeat telecast, you did it yourself.....

Enemy thine own you, friends thy thou

To make friends with your friend, it is important to defeat the enemy

SUN SETS

Dhruba Kumar Kattel November 24, 2017

Poems

sun sets

When the sun sets, your memory begins

When you are angry, then you are growing up lovingly.

When the night falls, the wind continues to grow,
When I am alone, I remember your memories
He left me alone on the sunset
When you are angry, then you are growing up lovingly.

The pain in which you fall on me, my pain decreases
You hear me, my pain disappears
Gram, i just sat
When you move forward, love continues.

23 November 2017

Tick tick tick. (Time)

Dhruba Kumar Kattel November 23, 2017

Poems

Tick tick tick.

Tick tick tick...
The life is calculated from the internal clock.

Memories that seemed like yesterday.
The moment seems to be far away.
People you once knewWalk without a clue.
Time you sharedIt exists just as if you never existed.

The year that my friends die...

And you can tell when the last goodbye.
Oh how I can change my time,
Spend with your loved ones and
Those who entertain me with joy.

Or to go further back,Being a baby in a candy store.
I think the way I remember was felt.
That was a real Festival day
But back to reality ... Back in today,
Families are rare and memories are blurred.

Tick tick tick...
How can I control this watch?