Biography of Ganesh Umashankar
started writing poems to impress a girl.
Ganesh Umashankar Poems
A Golden Statue
The purest form of gold ever unearthed. Melted with all the love on earth. shaped by the best sculptors known to time. your a an art by form, A poetry by character.
I Don't Call Her Light!
Morning Means light to many It means the same to me too But I don't call it light I love mornings because
I Always See You
YoU ARE the moon to my eyes, YoU ARE the Sun of my days, You may be far from me, Sometimes hidden by clouds.
Sparkle From The West
I woke up 4 in the morning today it was surprisingly bright, I went out and saw no sun. the light was coming from the west,
I lost my self
The night sky
As shiny and dark as the beautiful night sky As soft and silky as a peacock feather Not too long or not too short In perfect length to match your beaut
The Job I Used To Love
My days are getting shorter and shorter my stress is getting bigger and bigger I feel so tired, I wanna go home and sleep till tomorrow when I finally do get bed at night, all i can think is what I'll face tomorrow
Be Yourself My Love
Be the way, the way you are. your little bit of pain, your little bit of joy, your little bit of color, a lot of silk Be the way you are, be yourself.
Bored to death!
Why am I so bored? I would say I am bored to death But still find myself alive With nothing do but stay bored
oh beautiful one, oh beautiful one, to what do I owe, I am worth to none, you spread your charm through this portal, your beautiful charm, makes my heart fatal.
Bored to death!
Why am I so bored?
I would say I am bored to death
But still find myself alive
With nothing do but stay bored
My mind is a mess
Wondering all over the place
Keeping me awake when I need sleep
Putting me to sleep when I need to work