A COLLECTION OF POEMS
WRITTEN BY ME (BY:- KINJAL JAYANT)
“|HERE IS
THE COLLECTION OF ENGLISH – LANGUAGE POEMS WRITTEN BY ME…..Surrounding the different sweet,
sour , bitter but healthy and non- derogatory , entertaining but also a
perception towards life and the people I address are the ones is not a crowd
but a handful of people who are capable of living their lives according to
their own decorum and respect for every good person and not evil personna or
ailing mindset….. These poems are not related to any person in general or any
other sentiments …. But are a window to the truth, reality, conscience,
prudence, unity , family and fearlessness…..|”
[-KINJAL
JAYANT]
POEM # 1):
TITLE:- OUTSTANDING
OUTSTANDING
The Word of
impression….. and the desire of convection is Outstanding…..
The meaning
of failure and the significance of radiation is Outstanding…..
The passage
of miracles and the message of interpretation is Outstanding…..
The hope of millions and the troop of aliens is Outstanding…..
The melancholy of melodies and the world of everybody is Outstanding……
A life of kingom and a reign of luxury is Outstanding…..
The cognizance of offences and the end the crimes is Outstanding…..
The hardship of times and the ray of new begginings is Outstanding…..
The reaction of water and the presence of taste is Outstanding….
The usage of garbage and the wastage of wastes is Outstanding….
The uncontrollable mind and the upset stomach which is of a ill- mannered
kind is Outstanding…..
A chaos of crowd and the choice of drought is Outstanding…..
A leap year and the birthday fear is Outstanding…..
The King Of Kins and The Making of Wonderable Things is Outstanding…..
POEM # 2) TITLE :- SCENARIO
SCENARIO
The planning of events and the distribution of marks is Scenario….
The dilemma of vulnerability and the detection of ability is Scenario…..
The game of plots and the tactics of lots is Scenario…..
The name of god and the forehead broad is Sceanario…..
The cultivation of grains and the harvesting of brains is Scenario…..
The power of the position and the precence of location is Scenario…..
The screws of iron and the hammer of wood is Scenario….
The indication of change and the currency in the rain is Scenario…..
The existence of creatures and the human nature is Scenario….
The velocity of Physics and the integration of Ethics is Scenario….
The body of fitness and the fit body is Scenario….
The sinking ships and the delievery tips is Scenario….
The stake of business and the accounts of endless is Scenario….
The current of tides and the generations of lights is Scenario…..
The loser of hopes and the mental folkes is Scenario…..
POEM #3): TITLE:-CARBORATER
CARBORATER
The popping
sound the approaching gratitude is Carborater…..
The pocket
of pants and the button of brands is Carborater…..
The
traveller of trends and the coming back of “THE END” is Carborater…..
The energy
drinks and the dehydration of evaporation is Carborater…..
The holy
festivals and the brotherhood is Carborater…..
The healthy
environment and the unwanted neighbourhood is Carborater…..
The noise of
pinnochioesand the nose of pride is Carborater…..
The ailment
of mentality and the feeling of hospitality is Carborater…...
The sickness
of nausea and the cure of evolving is Carborater….
The unkind
races and the bars of graces is Carborater……
POEM
#4): TITLE :-ROBBERY
ROBBERY
Stealing of
other’s rights is Robbery……
The causing
of wars and fights is Robbery…..
The cancellation
of flights and the window bribes is Robbery….
The modern
day techniques and the anti-social kites is Robbery….
The
extinction of species and forgetting their times is Robbery….
The show-off
and the heroism of nothing is Robbery……
The
dictatorship and the intruging trips is Robbery……
The cinematic
shows and the mirror of darkness is Robbery……
The old
traditions and the graveyard of cultures is Robbery….
The wooden
furniture and the hike in the price is Robbery…..
The snacks
of taste and the feeling of hatred is Robbery……
The off-air
of old programmesand the new reality jams is Robbery…..
The drainage
system and the orthodox present day ambitions is Robbery….
The taste of
dishes and the goodbye of nostalgia is Robbery…..
The blueprints
without which everything is impossible and it’s outrage is Robbery……
POEM
#5): TITLE :-THE ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN
THE ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN
Any person not
in politics is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
The group of
persons involved with the above personality is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…….
Any sickness
from the past is The ILL-MANNEREDPOLITICIAN ……
The unusual
crime is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…….
Unbelonging
Party-Time is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
The wastage
of someone’s precious time is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
The dancing
without the prescence of disco-club is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…..
Going late
in the discussion of agendas is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…..
Going in the
public after shameless acts is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
Bargaining
for the wrong cause is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…..
Snatching
the winning toss is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
Purpose of strikes
and judicial uncustomised is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
Universties
and the School results cateogorised is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
Disappearance
of coal and the childhood uprights is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
The fake
news and the tarnishing of someone’s pride is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN……
Not taking
bath and behaviour unsurprised is The ILL-MANNERED POLITICIAN…..
POEM
#6):TITLE :- THE BEAST
THE BEAST
Having
trouble with the decision making please call The Beast…..
Taking
undue-favour from the money-minded please call The Beast…..
Upset
Stomach and the attitude of forgery please call The Beast…..
Shaking
hands after the defeat please call The Beast…..
No money in
the pocket still dreaming of pizza delight please callThe Beast…..
No degree
still need of advice please call The Beast…..
Having
trouble in legal corruptions please call The Beast……
Getting
flights after delay in the road to the airport please call The Beast…..
No bank
balance still monetary transactions please call The Beast….
No
permission to perform functions but still looking for the arrangement please
call The Beast…...
Throwing
garbage in the illegally occupied please call The Beast……
Wrongful
Restraint and Wrongful Confined please call The Beast……
Having loose
character and want to rise head like a sun in the sky please call The Beast…..
The drainage
system and the blockage of pipes please call The Beast…..
The income
tax crimes and the withdrawl of someone’s pennies for the criminal minds please
call The Beast…..
If you want
to fight for your rights , gather force live with self -esteem, eliminate…..The
Beast……
POEM#7):
TITLE :-ALPHABET
ALPHABET
The vowels
and consonents combine to form the Alphabet….
The noun and
pronoun cannot rhyme without the Alphabet…..
The meanings
and verb do not form without the Alphabet…..
The
utterance of cries propogates with the Alphabet…..
The
newsletters and the summon for the offences follow the rules of the Alphabet……
The
mathematics and physics take the formulas derived from the Alphabet……
The names
and games do not cultivate without the Alphabet….
The plots
and themes do not take a turn without the Alphabet….
The traffic
signals and the number of vechiles takes permission from the Alphabet……
The
designations and the collaborations beginswith the Alphabet…..
The Board
Meetings and the Business Greetings starts from the Alphabet…..
The Zodiac
Signs and the Astrological Events occurs due to the Alphabet……
The choice
of right and wrong constructs with the Alphabet…..
The Mens Rea
and Actus Reus together form the punishment with the respite of the Alphabet…..
POEM
#8): TITLE:-MEDIA
MEDIA
Sharing and
caring the decorum of public is the medium….. We call Media……
Respecting
the sentiments and …..privacy of others is the medium….. We call Media……
Nothing to
think but something to find is the medium….. We call Media…..
Need help ,
work from home or picnic time is possible through the medium ….. We call Media……
Printing the
truth and …..theheinous crimes is the medium….. We call Media…..
The Movie Shows
and ….the Children’s Enjoying in the Leisure Time …… Is the medium ….. We call Media…..
National
Dignity and the rebellious struggle was possible in the reign of Mughals….
Through the medium…. We call Media…..
That sweet
old times and …..the meaningful daily soaps…. Was a talktime …..through the
medium….. We call Media…..
The
unhealthy reality shows and…..the current running dictatorship…..
Is nowdays
…. A Stigma….. We Call…..Media….
POEM # 9): TITLE
:-DRAMA
DRAMA
Pretending to be someone else …. Is
Drama…..
Calling friends to make your life
hell….. Is Drama…..
Threatening someone for the namesake
of machoism…. Is Drama…..
Involving in brawls and then falling
down…. The melody thereafter ….. Is Drama……
Thinking narrow but killing sparrow is
just a dillusion….. Therefore no conclusion ….. Is Drama……
A frustration of being respectful…..
but after commiting sins, being hopeful….. Is Drama…..
The struggle to show-off ….. and nowhere
to go off ….. Is Drama……
Vanishing the old ettiquates …..and
opening the home gates ….. Is Drama……
Burning the virtues and perspectives
of living beings….. Is Drama……
Massacre in the mind ….. and debates
somewhere to find….. Is Drama…..
Involvement in all unkinds….. But
having perception of evil nature….. Is Drama……
Stealing money in the house…. And
blaming the caretaker without the
cause….. Is Drama……
Having illicit connections…… and
blaming the horoscopic conjunctions….. Is Drama…..
The favour to the undeserving
people….. and taking their shelter after vacation….. Is Drama…..
Providing houses to the noise- making
neighbours….. And taking the lives of innocent labours….. Is Drama……
POEM #10) : TITLE
:- LIGHTS, CAMERA , WHISTLES…… ACTION !!!!
LIGHTS , CAMERA , WHISTLES…… ACTION
!!!!
Roll Sound…… Lights,Camera,Whistles……Action
!!!!
Is not just a statement ….. But a
remark …… For perfection and commitment…….
The mirror is not just a rear…. But a
fear to face yourself……
Whether you are a star ….. or a
regard…… Lights, Camera,Whistles….. Action !!!!
If you have a strategy …..or a
hypocracy…… Lights, Camera,Whistles…… Action !!!!
The emotional intensity…… or the
thriller comedy …… Lights, Camera, Whistles…… Action !!!!
The manners and approxity …… and the
self-curiosity ……. Lights, Camera, Whistles….. Action !!!!
The friends to be known….. and
pretending to be unknown …… Lights, Camera, Whistles…… Action !!!!
The happy beginning ……And the scooty
tripling ….. Lights, Camera, Whistles….. Action !!!!
The conversations ….. and the
relaxation….. Lights, Camera, Whistles…… Action !!!!
If you are a Megastar…… Then ……
Lights, Camera, Action…….
But if you are a …… Shining Star……
Roll Sound, ……. Lights, Camera , Whistles….. Action !!!!
POEM # 11 ) : TITLE :- GHOSTS ARE ALONE….. AND
THE WICKEDS ARE THE CLONES
GHOSTS ARE ALONE….. AND THE WICKEDS
ARE THE CLONES
In the realm of hopes and the …… River
behind the water loops …..
Ghosts Are
Alone….. And The Wicked Are The Clones …..
In a bright cold day…… and a brittle
old prey …..
Ghosts Are Alone
……. And The Wickeds Are The Clones……
In a ship of smugglers ….. and a tribe
of the jugglers…….
Ghosts Are Alone
…… And The Wickeds Are The Clones……
The contamination of the pollution…….
And a unholy evolution…….
Ghosts Are
Alone……. And The WickedsAre The Clones……
The darkest penalty ….. And a insane
brutality……
Ghosts Are
Alone……. And The Wickeds Are The Clones……
In a matter of terror…… And the
question of error…….
Ghosts Are
Alone…… And The Wickeds Are The Clones……
The approaching caterpillar…… And a
BREAD of Butter and Taste……
Ghosts Are Alone
…… And The Wickeds Are The Clones……
POEM # 12 ):
TITLE:- ALMOND
ALMOND
A Mind-Booster…… And a Morning
Rooster….. What we soak …… Is Almond……
A portable pocket…… And a personality
socket….. What we grow….. Is Almond…….
A catalyst to taste….. And a dry fruit
of paste….. What we purchase…… Is Almond……
A multi-functional ….. And a milk of
white …… What we remember ……Is Almond……
A future in the past …… And the
present that will last…… What we borrow….. Is Almond…..
A tactic for fellows …… And a statics
for abdomen…… What we study….. Is Almond…….
A Magic of Magicians …… And a Planning
of Petitions….. What we throw…… Is Almond……..
A need for everyone …… And a greed for
the unhealthy ones…… What we crave for …… Is Almond…….
The rising propaganda ……. And a falling
apology……. What we eat …… Is Almond…….
A time to stand …… And a crowded
jam……. What we require …… Is Almond……
A steady race…… and a slowing pace …..
Where we go back ….. Is Almond…….
The urge of hurry …… And a sweet curry
….. What we speak ….. Is Almond……
A window pane….. and a priceless
vain…… What is missing …… Is Almond……
A height of gratitude….. and a
timeless altitude…… What is in drain…… Is Almond……
The code of enhancement…… and a strike
of all segments….. What is bound ….. Is Almond……
The collaboration of mergers…… and a
versatility of workers…… What is versatile….. Is Almond……
A speech of expression…… and a breach
of promise…… Where we find the solution …… Is Almond…….
An Evergreen Personality……. And the
end of Sorrows……
What Is Back ….. Is Almond…..
POEM # 13 ):
TITLE:- CHOCOLATE
CHOCOLATE
It’s never late to break your
everyday….. For a Chocolate…….
It’s not everyone’s stake to purchase
everyday…… A Chocolate…….
But a childhood cannot be complete……
Without a Chocolate……
If someone’s need is Chocolate…… Then
there is a brand for Chocolate……
The big bars of the Chocolate…… And
the ruining of the old parks…..
Is not a debate ……. Then why the
quarrel is for …… The Chocolate……
If everyone is at the park……But for
not enjoyment…… Instead for it’s renovation….. You deserve a Chocolate……
A day is now when we are told…… That
the grape is sour…… And the wine is pure….. But what refreshes …… Is Chocolate……
The countable pennies….. And what is
missing….. Is it’s value….. And if you know it….. The sweet part….. Is Chocolate……
The lowest position….. But who is
glad….. Is what we come forth….. Is Chocolate……
The mood is bad…. But to make someone
happy….. What is in return….. Is Chocolate……
The grasshopper ….. And the
classtopper…… both has a synonym….. Signifying Chocolate…..
The tall and short….. who makes the
dish bowl….. Out of the starch……Will make way for the Chocolate…..
Noises and Voices unstoppable but
until report is formed…… What in last wish…… You will get a Chocolate…….
POEM # 14): TITLE:-
CALAMITY
CALAMITY
The intensity of probability …… Is Calamity……..
What is curable……. Is Calamity…….
What is a lesson….. Is Calamity……
A purest preparation….. Is Calamity……..
The repition of mistakes ….. Which is
carefree……. Is Calamity……
The unworthy troubles….. Which you
intake ….. Is Calamity……
The complaining bubbles….. Which you
exhale….. Is Calamity……
The misunderstandings …… Which you
prevail….. Is Calamity…….
The curses you deserve…… Is Calamity…….
The dirt you observe …… Is Calamity……
The reputation you gain….. Out of your
personality…… Is Calamity……
The ordeals and rules which you break
….. Of your inner conscience …… Is Calamity……
POEM #15): TITLE:-
THE RAILWAY STATION
THE RAILWAY STATION
The Railway
Station….. A mode of Transportation……..
The tickets….. A board for
application……
It’s atrocity…… A public authority…….
The tarnishing….. Of it’s services…… A
sake of penalty…….
The allotted time….. And ignorance of
the reasons…… A thinking
acknowledgebility…….
An oath for it’s smoothness……Is
everyone’s responsibility……
The prone – unproned accidents…… A
matter of contradiction……
The chronicalupthrone…… A numerous
hospitality……
The extinction of fuel and steam
engine…… A thing to restability……
The powerhouse of tracking department
…… Needs exceptionality……
The traveller’s hope and pocket…… A
place for humanity……..
POEM # 16): MINT
MINT
A blow of wind …… That cools the
hints….. Is Mint……
The taste that freezes the eyes….. and
mellows the spice….. Is Mint……
The occasions after a delicious
delight….. Is Mint……
The school - break recess time…… Is
Mint…….
Finding funny advertisements of funny
crimes…… Is Mint……
The cheap and bringing back that
affordable price…..With a surprise….. The anticipation ….. Is Mint……
The unusual behaviour after a start ……
Is Mint……
The struggle to rise apart…. Is
Mint……
The traffic after a stairs of
spikes……. Is Mint……
The down to earth attitude…… After a
striking spark…..Is Mint……
The blossoms after a tulip flower…..
Is Mint……
The autumn after a shower….. Breezes
the hasstle apart…… Is Mint…….
The fire element and the immense
radar…… After a winning depart….. Is Mint…..
The papaya and the apple ……. The
sugarcane juice…… don’t start ….. Without Mint……
POEM # 17): TITLE:
- LEMON GRASS
LEMON GRASS
Lemon Grass…… A perspective of Class and a unique piece
of Art……
When it burns…… It makes a popping
sound…… And makes a pleasant surrounds……
What is belonging …… Is absolutely…….
Absconding…….
The smoke mesmerizes……. The trails leaves
behind…… Forests catches and the lemon grassrelieves the swine…….
Footprints of the mud …… May
disappear…… But what remains……. Is your playful mind……
A thousand hours….. a seamless tide…….
The seas may settle…… But the sea bed always shine……
A lemon grass a mosquito repellant…… An
adequate method that is benevolent…….
A daily need of a good deed ….. A
Perfection in crime…… Is a myth of your breed…….
If you will be evil…… You will not be
free……. A disabled mind or a sinister devil that is within…… Is on mercy when it
comes to feed……
Lemon Grass or a blisful task…… A simplicity……. Or a
mineral tower…….
Lemon Grassis a nature’s weed…… It will grow
spontaneously…… Even if it long lasts……
Lemon Grass a sacred mask…… Without which…… Sins will
even blast…….
POEM # 18 ):TITLE:-MICROSCOPE
MICROSCOPE
What we don’t see is a dillusion……..
But a device can….. In the biology labs…… We call a Microscope……
The forensic work …… And the kitchen
stuff……. A magical stem…… or a thirsty throat…… The entry is free….. But not
for a Microscope……
The blood group test….. Or a
fingerprint quest …… Everything is possible with a Microscope……
The countable cells….. and the
uncountable drills…… The physical appearance…… Or a mock drill …… Depends on
the Microscope…….
The enzymes in the Liver…… Or a
diagnosis of unpredictable fever…… The pathology uses…… Microscope…….
The name in the records….. Or the
voice in the accords……. Is a fraction of seconds …… For Microscope…….
The penalty in the experiments…….Or a
department of any concerened….. Takes a shelter for Microscope……
The telescope or the horoscope…..
Depends upon the planetary positions…… But the scope for biology…… Is
incomplete without Microscope……
POEM #19): TITLE:-BULB
BULB
The electricity bill…… Was a mouse
trap……
A moments ago……because of an invention
years ago…… a Bulb……
The tungsten coil…… and the fuselessfuse……
Is a maniac zone….. For the years known as…… a Bulb……
The other commodities may get stolen……
The head with with the arguments might get swollen…… But the darkness fades…..
When the sunsets and the mood upsets…… Lighten your family hours…… With a Bulb……
The modern day lights ……. And the
comparison with the fastened old sleepy sights…… Who is the Winner…… The Bulb……
The power saver and the mindset
luxury…… Is a treasury forthose……. Who go hand in hand …….. With family ,
enjoying and without tragedy…….
The bank accounts and the discounts is
a current……. Without Electricity…….
The conductors are good, bad, semi……..
But not working without a source of conductivity……. The only conduct is
hardwork, and respecting the things we have, the resource present in the dark……
A Bulb…….
Everything goes waste if the tounge
has no taste……. The only taste is when everything ……. Is Visible…… The only thing disappears is
electricity in the present time…… In the present old time of old ettiquates…..Nothing
is missing, and what is coming back ……. Is Bulb……
POEM #20):
TITLE:-VOTE BANK
VOTE BANK
Vote Bank is the currency of
Democracy…… Within the public of Diversity…….
The
religions are different…… But the rules are same……
The parties
may differ…… But the names don’t change…….
The
atrocities falls…… and the opportunity pools……
The
classrooms are different…….. But the schools are booths……
Having a
seat …… From different constituencies…….
The
objections are overuled…….. But the games are begging in the Court Rooms……
The plaque
of the teeths…… And the rotten seeds , don’t produce fruits….. But the soil
don’t deteriorates with the death of the roots……..
The
apologies of the leaders….. Certainly is not truth……. The leading opposition is
not in forefront but a shooter to the fools…….
The Common
Man’s challenges of the dark atmosphere ……… Don’t settle without the efforts……
One is the
ruler who dictates……. But the only Emperor propogates……..
The
conviction, the charges……. The parades, the marches……. Are a prodigy for
tools…….
Vote Bank is not gathered …….
It is earned from the welfare of the needy…… The one in power……. The other one
is the ultimate greedy…….
Voter ID ,
distinction in privacies…… Should be abolished…….
The ballot
paper should be back……. The enemies must lack………
Their
priorities…… The one in power should be the incharge of their
responsibilities…….
The only
difficulty is the common sense…… Behind a sixth-sense, unworthy of the body……..
The
furnitures of the ministers……. And the fate of the sinisters…… Is in the hands
of the ……. Unity of the palmistry……..
POEM # 21):
TITLE:- WHITE COLLAR CRIMES
WHITE COLLAR CRIMES
White Collar
Crimes …… Is not
of old times……
But is a
penalized crime……. The monetary transactions……. Without reflections……..
The
withdrawl of the savings without the savings accounts……. The penalty to the
innocents without the huge amounts…….
The date is
not fixed….. And the time is not bricked…….
The balance
of the Balance Sheets…… And the scams of every cheats……
Are White
Collar Crimes……..
The shirts
are stained…… The detergents goes vains………
The faces
are coloured……. But the names are transparent…….
The stake of
the shareholders….. And the brain of the investors……
Are in the
hands of the deception……. The forgery is reckoned……. And the tragedies are
seconds……
Every collar
is taught to be shine, without shame and without crime…… The lessons are audible……
Not in the auditoriums…….
The
punishable crime is ought to be …….. Monetorial…….
The aura of
the odour…… Don’t suspects the soap……
The walls of
the prison…… Don’t escape the ropes…….
No
cleanchits are granted……. To the chits of the falsehood and dopes…..
POEM # 22):
TITLE:-THE NOISES OF THE INSANE
THE NOISES OF THE INSANE
Once a day……
In a playground…..an Insane man was troubled with his sound……
The dogs
were barking…….. and the roads had No Parkings……..
He was
alone…… a sever was his throne……
Shouting for
his prescence ……. He had no essence…….
Peeping into
others house…….. He had no shame……..
The time of
celebrations…… and the house of manipulations……
No
authority….. But every time an apology…….
Still
nothing to learn…… No earnings….. No sources to earn……..
Sitting
alone in the house …….. Making noises……and pledging Sounds…….
The karma of
good deeds vanish…… When the loudspeakers of cheap prices varies…….
The peace
and the decorum……If gets tarnished…….
The players
of this game……Will be punished…….
The disaster
is about to begin…… And the charters are about to depart…….
The
rulebreakers will be broken…… And the speedbrakers are smart…….
The Noises
Of The Insane…… Is not an excuse…… Peeping from someone’s window to the
others……. Is a foul word of your own use……
Creating
barriers for others…… Will duplicate your survival……
But …..The
Noises Of The Insane……Will be in a dramatic mood…….
POEM #23: TITLE:-
THE CHESSBOARD
THE CHESSBOARD
The Chessboard
has an army……. The King is the owner……
And the rest
are his team…… The foes may Check……..
But the Checkmate
is ……. Only of the planetary schemes…….
The game has
rules…… And also limitations……
The one
crossing it……Is set for hesitations……
The triumph
and the defeat…… Is in the hands of the good intentions…….
The rest are
a prey to their own…… Enchantments………
The black or
the white is shining ……. Always through
the lights……
The colour
of the team…… Also follow the same slides…….
The terrific
performance….. Is just a fraction of fractions……..
But the
History is created…… Without Distractions……..
The glory
and the story…… Never end twice…… The sweating hair……
Always a
home to Lice……. The upbringings and the simping is not a parallelogram…….
The
struggles of the finest…… Always comes first….. Not the Last…….
POEM # 24):
TITLE:- THE JELLYFISH
THE JELLYFISH
The Jellyfish is INDICATION….. Of
Aquatic Life…….
The purest
fish…… In the fish hierarchy……
It does not
know the majority….. Or the minority…….
Rare to find
…… and deep within the greenery of Water…….
Comes to the
surface……. When the Sun dives…….
The gills
are present…… The nostrils are for the rest…….
The poem of
the Jellyfish…… Is out of the text……
The shadows
of the refractions…… and the puddle of the deffractions……
The oceans
are the water sources ……. And the rest are the resources……
The life
exists in all three…….. But the salt water primarily is not an exhibition…..
For Free……
The waves of
minerals….. And the heat of the vapours……
Cools down
the temper…… But the temperature is not fixed……. But always a gift hamper……
The
transparency may fade….. The preadators may invade….. The Jellyfish is
Safe……
Because the
drought in the seas…… Don’t lets the hopes Fade……
POEM # 25):
TITLE:-HIP HOP
HIP HOP
Various dance
forms……. Different steps…….
The Break,
The Robotics…….. All is temporary……
Without
Contemporary……. The Freestyle……. And the lifestyle……
Should be an
art…….. Not an audition for the show off……
The all is
mine…… One is Hip Hop……
The pop is a
genre…… The Hip Hop is an honour…….
The
popularity is a hardwork…… But the floppy is the teamwork…….
The chances
are for the possibilities…… But the trances are for the only Personality…….
The making
is of the universe…… But the breaking is of the Hip Hop…….
The leading
in every field…… Requires a backing heal……..
The story is
classic….. And the glory is elastic………
The
choreography is hard…….. But the efforts should be the Star……
The Rituals
and the Customs are to be elevated……The celebration of the Hip Hop
should be Celebrated…….
POEM # 26):
TITLE:- BAT BALL
BAT BALL
Bat Ball is a sport…… Which
does not require a course…….
The ground
is rough and sometimes cemented……. The bodies are buried….. And the rituals are
fermented…….
The jersey
is earned…… And should be worn……
The childrens
are laughing……. And the crowd is Stunned……
The posters
of losers…… Ofcourse genuine……
Are
burnt……But due to the shame the crowd is astonished…….
The only
reason is because…… The game is polished…….
The
contradiction appears….. Whether the abdomen is full or needs to be empty…..
The
hilarious sound approaches…… Disturbing the plenty……
Without
piracy…… The pirates are in the sea…….
And the
score is zero……. Even after the tea…….
The defeat
is near…… And the audience is in fear…….
Who to shout
for…… And whom to cheer……
The
strategies are distracted…… And the news is blacklisted……
Whether any
format, the players may vary, the game vary, the pitches may vary…….But the
last Ball for THE Bat should be out of the Periphery……
THE MESSAGE
The Message of the Poet is a straight
directory to the singing and recitation of the poems written by KinjalJayant,
the poems surrounds the audio but in silence as it echoes back within,When it
turns into reality. Many covers different genre and many seek honour, but these
poems written by me, are not a message but a passage, for dreams turn into
reality. When the dreams are overshadowed by the nights and
the sun sets in the Winters but always rises in the Sunshine…..
-
KINJAL JAYANT
CONTACT INFORMATION:-
NAME OF THE POET- KINJAL JAYANT
E-Mail ID:-
kinjaljayant@gmail.com