mehul sundip vithlani Poems

Words beaten out of the frozen mouth are never remembered.
Memories as lovely as the moment when all sunflowers spring out in summer luxury are always thrown back into our knowledge luggage.
Songs are never remembered for a lifetime but memorised for sometime.
Money never stays behind but the reputation and the name that you carry as your prestige always sits near your doorstep as a welcome mat until death.
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Families have held hands praying to God for the safety of the child who is to come.
The sun rises, flowers spring out, birds fly high echoing eternal notes of bliss, cormorants lay their silky feathers furled on shimmering waters and clouds cluster together in a frenzy;
God’s gift has just swayed down from heaven.
Every member crowds around the cradle singing lullabies to welcome Him.
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The cormorants lay their silky feathers furled on the aqua blue horizon;
As they stroke their shining silk, throwing admirers into ecstasy, joyous chords are plucked in the calm yet still air.
Desires have set the horizon alight, similar to the way You shone the light of hope on our love.
You are my nourished rose shining in the bliss of sunlight;
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When I was longing to hear your blissful voice plucking its joyous chords in the calm yet still air,
I heard no faith in your response yet the heart did not stop beating its hopes to enlighten the atmosphere.
When I wanted to talk to you- sharing my emotions with you,
You left me all alone flicking the days over waiting for your beauty to outwear the sheath of my love for you.
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Buildings have perched up to newer heights, scraping the puffed, flurry white clouds, glimmering in the bliss of sunlight.
Businesses all around have blasted, exceedingly, the unexpected heights of its targets.
Fashion has stripped the world in its newer designs less to cover, more to expose a woman’s pride and the map to god’s heart.
Technologies have bewitched and possessed every child’s, teen’s and adult’s minds.
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The sun has dipped in through the magenta horizon, slowly setting off the light of hope,
but my love for you is eternal, ever-growing, and immortal.
The sight, that was the aqua blue sky, has been dipped and blanched into darkness,
but my heart will repeatedly beat, thump thump, essence of its love.
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Night’s arms wrapped themselves around the bright red Light;
Darkness had chased it out of sight.
The sound of Thunder rippled across the sky,
Rain was jumping constantly on the ground of heights high.
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Breath gets caught and then released,
Man takes birth and then dies.
Flowers spring out and then cuddle in and wrap up in mortification,
Sounds are heard then slowly they fade away.
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