Hi all π€
I'm just here to ask something π
I know we should make people feel loved and should take care of them when they are alive π€
But knowingly or unknowingly many of us fail in many situations π
And yeah , Sushanth's death is also something like that.
I'm not here to use that for myself.
I promise I'm not .
But yeah I'm bit selfish for my self to compose myself and move ahead of it so I came up with an idea πΆ
You are open to say your comments.
Positive or negative I'm just fine with it.
Even if you could suggest me something better or useful I would for sure consider that π
So what I have planned is to write around 35 to 40 small poems , not exactly poems but some lines.
Which will be like each creation will be of his real life inbuilt with my imaginations.
Eg :
The first poem would be like a baby Sushanth speaking from his mother's womb
The last poem would be our Charming Sushanth speaking his last words to the world.
It will be majorly filled with imaginations and dreams of any normal human being would think of.
I have no idea if this is good or bad. I will be writing this for myself but posting here depends on what people feel here.
It may be at times too depressive or make situations hard for some. If it so you can just say me and stop me from posting it anywhere π€
So many memories perfectly fitted on to one π
Thanks for this magical cover
I just can't take away my eyes π
It is just too awesomeπ
Lovely one π
Thanks for this magical creation π
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Thank you. β£
Edited by Guruvishva - 3 years agoPM LIST
Hi all π
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-AASUS-
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Edited by Guruvishva - 3 years ago
My very First call π
On the southern bankshore of
The divine Ganga
Lives a small family
A King, a queen and
Their four princess
Any idea of who they are?
Yeah , my small world
Here I am waiting in a tiny part of it
Protected in my mother's womb
Waiting to see everyone and everything
The love is immense
The womb is so silent yet so peaceful
It is dark but not haunting
I can hear them day and night
Their excitement in welcoming me
They are waiting for me
For me to be on their hands
To pamper me and carry me all over
Everyday they keep on talking to me
Ma wakes up every morning
Every dawn she expressed her love
She talks to me everyday
She speaks everything with me
Even her little secrets
Papa would never leave my side too
Once he is back from work
He comes to mama
Just to talk to me
My saviors ; my siblings
would never spare me alone
They do at times trouble mama
That they wanted to see me soon
I just can't wait anymore
Months of nourishments
Flourishing every single moment
Listening to their simple talks
To overhearing their little fights
It is all together very thrilling
It is my arrival time now
Along with my excitement
The pain my mother goes through
Is also not so easy to digest
She is going through immense pain
For me to be here in the world
How much can I thank her now
But for sure I will pay my gratitude
Promsing myself I am here
To make my small world proud
Remeber the date
21 January 1986
- RPSS -
" Somewhere between the neurons and narratives , I was born "
- SSR-
Loved your first poem. β€οΈ
Keep writing, I will love to read them.
Thank you β€οΈ
Thanks a lot dear π
I'm just a starter π€
Will give my best π€