" POET ON POETRY "

Poetry in every poets mind
Wondering for beautiful lyrics
and compose himself,
Poet on poetry.

They will see raw beauty in things,
The freshness they bring.
They will "AlWAYS" trying to
tell you something.
Poet on poetry.

There will always be something
"Poetic" going in the poets mind,
they will know how to pen it
and make up their own word!
Poet on poetry.

The syllables are being whispered,
along the curve of your spine,
as you unravel into a million pieces.
Poet on poetry.

Those Alcoholic words
With perfect "vocabularies"
They can write ugly things
Into Beautifully.
Poet on poetry.

May Break rules
But, "Enough said".
Poet on poetry.

May be it's the whole
Submit and rejection
Process of writing
Who knows ?
But tell a poet "NO"
and they'll keep
trying until they get a
YES!
Poet on poetry.

-Ravi bhatt

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She was a poem
and a painting too.
Everything she said
sounded like a song,
every silence was
the music too.

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When she says
"Bey".

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Those who pass by us, do not go alone, and do not leave us alone; they leave a bit of themselves, and take a little of us.

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"Laugh and the world
laughs with you,
snore and you sleep alone".

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" She does something to me,
that girl. Every time.
It’s hers only detriment.
She steps on my heart.
She makes me cry ".

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Where you always swing.

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You could have called it a blind date,
The manner in which we first met,
But one that was truly desired,
was to revise my love alphabet.

A year has now passed since that day.
Ohh! Ohh! "Ravi bhatt".
With the little slight i had left,
I really liked what i first saw.
But my skills were lacking,
And my emotion were red-raw.

She saw through my anxieties
The pain i had copied with for years
She seemed to sense my love
By many invisible tears.

- Ravi bhatt

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I'm walking this path for loneliness
No one to guide me but,
hoping a life full of happiness.
The law says I'm in love
But somehow I'm waiting to die
Waiting to live
Waiting to fly.

I'm always alone,
Alone from a thousand people,
and still I'm down.
Can't just keep going this way
I just wanna run away.

To a place of inner peace
Where my mind will be at ease
"With my own self
and with my own self".
- Ravi bhatt

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To mend the old flowers
which was bloomed a years ago.

"A years ago".

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