Category: Poetry
Works filed under “Poetry”.
Geetanjali is the literary society of the National Institute of Food Technology Entrepreneurship and Management (NIFTEM), Kundli, Sonipat, Haryana.
The Fading Star Poetry
I know, I was a star in a sky, but
Time goes pollution will covers me away
even an eye can see clearly.
I was a star among millions of stars,
where, I still feel alone when the sun-rise.
I know it hurts a lot b…
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Time goes pollution will covers me away
even an eye can see clearly.
I was a star among millions of stars,
where, I still feel alone when the sun-rise.
I know it hurts a lot b…
The Echo of Almost Poetry
We almost overcame the doubt and fear.
We almost became the story songs are made from.
Your name still lingers in my mind, a gentle whisper,
Which is too soft to fade, too hard to numb.
Even though I walked away wi…
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We almost became the story songs are made from.
Your name still lingers in my mind, a gentle whisper,
Which is too soft to fade, too hard to numb.
Even though I walked away wi…
Define love Poetry
How do you define love?
Whether it feels soft or rough?
Feels like a burning cigarette in your hand,
Addictive like nicotine, hoping that it never ends.
Feels like the first hailstorm I saw,
Exciting and beautiful…
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Whether it feels soft or rough?
Feels like a burning cigarette in your hand,
Addictive like nicotine, hoping that it never ends.
Feels like the first hailstorm I saw,
Exciting and beautiful…
That fervour Poetry
Once again, I find myself in dismay,
Everything in the world turns gray.
Life’s seeming to take a turn around,
My mind can’t really get to find a ground.
Weird unknown feeling climbing up my nerve,
Acting as trigg…
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Everything in the world turns gray.
Life’s seeming to take a turn around,
My mind can’t really get to find a ground.
Weird unknown feeling climbing up my nerve,
Acting as trigg…
A Fragile Kind of Strong Poetry
People often called me brave and strong.
My parents, My closest friends, even those who barely knew me.
And every time, it felt good. strangely good.
Because to me, that compliment always meant far more than being c…
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My parents, My closest friends, even those who barely knew me.
And every time, it felt good. strangely good.
Because to me, that compliment always meant far more than being c…
My freedom Poetry
I want freedom but it would never come.
Freedom from the mean thinking of society,
Freedom from the selfish nature of others,
Freedom from the cheap beliefs of creamy nobles,
Freedom from the stupid norms to revolt…
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Freedom from the mean thinking of society,
Freedom from the selfish nature of others,
Freedom from the cheap beliefs of creamy nobles,
Freedom from the stupid norms to revolt…
The Rainfall Poetry
I rose by the warmth of sun,
All I do is dance or run,
I drift where winds have spun,
All I know are joy and fun,
New and mystic on my way,
Chilled and heavy on the bay,
Clouds made my life grey,
Something drown…
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All I do is dance or run,
I drift where winds have spun,
All I know are joy and fun,
New and mystic on my way,
Chilled and heavy on the bay,
Clouds made my life grey,
Something drown…
सामाजिक व्यक्ति Poetry
तिमिर मन में, अब दो बिंब नहीं।
उज्ज्वल अब सपना, किंतु उद्देश्य नहीं।
ऊर्जा स्त्रोत अब दो नहीं,
मस्तिष्क को अब प्रिय, केवल अन्नमय है।
तिमिर मन में, अब बिंब नहीं दो,
उज्ज्वल सपना, पर लक्ष्य नहीं हो।
ऊर्जा का स्…
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उज्ज्वल अब सपना, किंतु उद्देश्य नहीं।
ऊर्जा स्त्रोत अब दो नहीं,
मस्तिष्क को अब प्रिय, केवल अन्नमय है।
तिमिर मन में, अब बिंब नहीं दो,
उज्ज्वल सपना, पर लक्ष्य नहीं हो।
ऊर्जा का स्…