Prison
Advise carol hatchback, Life endangered in prison. Caught uncertain am I, Left no corners for scope, Outside the world. I hear the sound of the voice, Of Kurt adorned with laugh. Tears weep for protest, For inside have I last…
Out Of Line
Ought to touch the ends of ends, Sledge the hard of coarse sand. Ply above the results to realize, Lift but own to dream big and let others. Free of limits anywhere here around, May same the time the levels…
Hear Thee Speak
So deep in love today, my lord, Beg your pardon to speak a few. Expertise and confined narration, Of the past and twinkling future, Tortures these gifts and pleasures. Can’t I bring the workout, This life loves me a lot.…
High Scores
Of tears not I talk today, Sunrise itself has filled droughts. Of cries have littered all today, Water itself has dried mysterious spots. Intervening with senses whose profession was, Itself has fallen lose apart. Yet high scores determine the…
Colossal: A Romantic Poem About A Girl In Memories
Colossal is a romantic poem composed and narrated by Yetesh Sharma Please read the full poem at: Colossal Watch other videos here: Wasted: A Documentary on Child Malnutrition
Sand Of Road
There on the side of the road, I sat, And peace sat resting beside me. Have some water, she asked with faith, I felt tortured by remorse, narrate my fate. There is a past on my shoulders, And a future…
So Stepped
So stepped in a way lonely as it lay, Melody in the sound melancholy as it prays. A truth on evidence as life says, Today I have a million words to say. Not in the air nor in flowing waters,…
You Never Know
Surprises of the suspicion now airs, And winds upon the shore of mortality. Applause! Lest the stone swept alone, Lest the visions explore intentions. You never know, a correction may criticize, The critics of credentials! Respire foaming seeds of time,…
Gaze For A Little Second
One may wonder how life may end, How rests upon the flowers of the divine. Not for death of daily delays, For living life and living legends. Peace at last from the thunderous world, Put your arms and lay on…
Bubbles
Upon the bubbles of wisdom a pleasant sky, With the best of the time to repent. That never ever fortune stake inside, Whose fragrance did inherited poison? Hmm, ya! Bow on your tact and style, Whose first’s got the ribbons…