kushan barnwal

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ABOUT ME: If you think its difficult to find someone with sound wit and witty sound, then, dear, may be you haven't met ME...! ! ! ...Am not some1 with a colossal intellect or humour or smartness or skill in me. But am smart enough to use them all in style when required 'coz am JACK OF ALL TRADES... ...Some of my friends say am very friendly, sharp, frank, humorous etc etc..i say they are smart enough to know me.Although some also think am unduly extrovert, irksome or surreal..Well I have just 1 thing to say for them: 'NEVER MIND, THEY STILL HAVE CHANCE FOR IMPROVEMENT'...! ! ! ...Am always confident enough of what am doing 'coz i always do what am confident of. That s all about me... Hope by now u would have understand that 'I AM simply AWESOME'...! ! ! ABOUT POETRY: Poetry is all about imaginations...The higher your imaginations fly, the better is your poetry goes... Have u seen a falcon taking off to the midst of the clouds...? ? ? Well...my imaginations are like that...Or i can say they fly even higher... And making good use of those is what i am good at... FOR READERS: Now something for those who want to take up poetry for the first time...Don't try to be a stand-off-fish...Imaginations will flow into you only if u go out and observe...The mere essence of nature with dream brings out the fascinating feeling in you...So observe and dream and try turning them into poems... with regards... KUSHAN BARNWAL)

The Best Poem Of kushan barnwal

A Warmonger's Quest

Here he comes, the intrepid warrior,
‘victory’ is his second name.
He fears no fear
Even the dark is afraid of him.

No sword is mightier enough
To tremble his audacious steps.
He drives his own destiny
And makes the rules that “rules”.

His mettle has been proved
He’s got the people’s pat.
But amidst the cheering crowd
He feels solitude surrounds him all.

Gazing behind at his journey
He observes blood stains read his path.
Inundated with guilt, he mourns
Another ordeal has just passed.

With the triumph of his body,
It was the debacle of HIS soul.
The soul that quests for perpetual love
The soul that’s true and pious.

Now he pleads, oh god! lemme sleep
Till a new life dawns,
The life that reverts the omen on me
And end my quest for eternal PEACE…

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