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I was shinning and going dwarf
It was stunning as tamarind
Thousands of my thoughts going dwarf
It was real damn truth ,I lagged behind
And my perspective eyes
Blinking and going dwarf
Blinking and thinking some thoughts
With a new cradle of energy
Within my eyes a heart is blinking,and am ready
Won't you burn your precious thought's
Won't you blame me now let's me burst
Let me calm
And the next morning without alarm
Never Ever! evil nights put me in dwarf
Old unburnt thoughts going dwarf..
And after hours of peaceful debate
Today I lit my cigars and broke my fate
Unconcerned in previous look on runway
I met my myself in friends garland
And the sun upon my head
Is perpendicular and Perpetual all the way!
By =Raunak mishra
I heard she has filed a petition
For the piracy and the plagiarst
Of my novel last night after restoration
Before that I was a hedonist
And she has also chosen a plaintiff
Who is a friend of mine
In court with amnesty and a big relief
I got adjourned, with pace and in great divine
Her eye's convicting on me,
My friend!Gentlemen how has u here?
After all meanwhile, convincing
I said she's cute and very amusing
By==RAUNAK MISHRA
My heart gets obsessed
But you will not
My heart got blessed
To hear you tie your knot
Whatever how the harsh
The situation is?
Whatever a happy journey will splash!
Next morning how your day is?
I know your heart will proclaim
In That downing sun
Where your enthussiasm will claim
A good patner,a good friend, a daughter and a great son...
By---RAUNAK MISHRA
Under the sovereign of myths...
There's a youngmen survive
youth power in preserve of rights......
Strong and pierce new dilema will derive....
It's time now, let's ride..
Way to success and country rise...
Hearts are own lets survive...
Hands are own let's derive..
Its We that young
Through the hate
Soon add a tag
By wispering sound in croud of cage..
Lets Boycott old sunrise
It's a youth of nation,let's arise ..
Gear up welcome and energize..
We the youth's of nation, let's arise...
By ... Raunak
On the behalf of the day
Am fighting all the way
Deserving the woods nurturing the day
Amongst the crowd am making my way
Withstanding alone with a firm desire
Although in a simple attire
Am a young man ready to fire
Attempts of Highness soon gets hire
By.. raunak
Why the men wore a glamour,
In their astounding view;
Whenever he got some power,
It seem's easily their ego that grew;
I have also seen few men of honor,
In his mastery view;
Sustains a lot of power,
In their appearances my ego that flew;
Although this idea is not new,
It would be very clear;
In my surrounding view,
But in the mid i have a little fear;
By .. Raunak Mishra
Once upon a time in luxury
it was Harry, making marry
A good time in luxury
Not his faiths,but all the myths yet to carry
O Harry stop,breath the heart
And feel good, backlogs yet to carry
May you be kind,Onward the cabin,a journey
You forgot your friend,let's recall with back Red-Hat.......
By---RAUNAK MISHRA
Sometimes with a hope
I used to go near the heart
Which lies in evening slope
Whenever mind gets hurt
The slope through i has to go
In the midst of the millionaire thoughts
Heart when hurt,then must go
To burn your souls,to burn your souls
Offset and kind,or a peace of mind
Let it fix,let it rebind
Eve of the happines
Up to the end of the downess
Let it rebind
With the inner turbine
When thoughts got blind
I Feel the Divine, Feel the Divine!
I often found,a sun is behind
Don't Let me blind!
Another morning,a sun will define
Am very fine within my inner turbine
life got divine ...........
Life is divine..
By =RAUNAK MISHRA.
under this rainy thunderstorm
Your smile is a Bitter lie
But only the smile will let you adorn
And I will survive all your lie
Men are always befooled
Your smile is always overruled
And a half dude whose heart won't blame
Although he likes your all flame
A short period of smile
He forgets all stress
Not all thee feelings
But all your lie within a smile
By =RAUNAK MISHRA
Am Not a great immaculate man
Won't i let you laugh now
Even Won't let you cry
Huddle-duddle in unwillingness
Despite in a great sorrow
My boat will get embark but not at your shore
In midst of another sea, another island
World is big enough with many flowers of garland
Won't i pluck you now
Dear! won't you miss a immaculate man
Huddle-duddle in unwillingness
Despite in a great sorrow
i have opened my feathers
Am at the shore, am at the zenith
By=RAUNAK MISHRA
Again her eyes blinked
For the persona of literature
And again my perspective eyes disclosed
To know and write about her nature...
And in the bitterness
A cold breath and a cold fish
A comfort in loneliness
As I like as I wish
While listening old 90's lyrics
Hits the pain,whenever it rains..
Again her eye's,which blinks!
When I draws the curtain..
I know ,let me deprive
Let me survive
Continuously am watching her eye's
Before she know's,Before she devise
By--RAUNAK MISHRA
Two or more steps
Together with you,let me include
Am in tryst like philanthropists
Thou feelings or a bolt from a blue
Two or more steps
No-Not-Never happiness deprived
Two or one More steps
Blessing of thou feelings ,i survived
Oh youngman!am eager to watch her eye's
In adverse and In love because the path is always blind,
Because i was also determined
After all my journey ended just in few smile's
By-RAUNAK MISHRA
It was a beginning of winter,
In depth of my journey ;
Of course! Failure are more bitter,
In the depth of journey;
Am proclaimming,am spinning,
In the city of my love;
Am approaching,am gainning,
Bits of knowledge,in dream's of love;
Am back and forth in my forthrightness,
And in bulk a flame, burning slow;
Together with your footsteps, sometimes in loneliness,
In midnight,in Reverie(daydream) and the file is moving slow;
And how the journey i opt,
And how the journey i has!
And how the morning i opt,
And how the morning i has!
I bestow my love!
I bless my love!
By=RAUNAK Mishra
THIS HAPPENS WHEN
HOURS OF THE DAY ARE NOT LONG
MIND IS BLESSED AND THE THOUGHTS OPEN CURTAIN!
THIS HAPPENS WHEN THE DOOR GET'S BANG
AND THE UPBRINGINGS OF THE TRUE MIND
THE SAME THING AND SAME FEELING
AND THE BELONGINGS OF FAITH IS BLIND
NO WAY- NO CHANCE -ITS ASTOUNDING!
DAMN IT'S FEELING OF THE TRUE MINDS
EITHER I SINGS A SONG OR SOLVE MY DOUBTS
APPOINTING A AD-HOC-CONFLAGRATION OF THOUGHT'S
EITHER AM BLESSED ,ASTONISHED OR IN DOUBTS
BY--RAUNAK MISHRA
It's 10 O clock winter of NOVEMBER NIGHT'S
IT'S MY PLEASURE MEETING WITH DARKNESS
RIDING MY BIKE I HAS TURNED IN TO STONE
NO ANY SINGLE CHOICE
EXCEPT SOME FURNACE AND A TEA IN CHOICE
NOT A BATTLEFIELD JUST FROM COUNTRYSIDE
HEART WAS SAFE AND THE JOURNEY WAS NICE...
GOD BLESS ME IT'S MY CHOICE
GOD BLESS MY SOLDIERS OF SIACHEN
THE COLD I FELT ,HOW THEY SURVIVE?
OH MY DEAR IT'S A SOLDIER CHOICE
HATT'S OFF MY ARMY
HATT'S OFF TO YOUR JOURNEY
BY--RAUNAK MISHRA
✍️
Am in peace ,in affluent
With patience in patent
But this time not so paculiar
Am in forthrightness am in peer.......
Just roaming and peddling the day
With a peg of peerless and pellucid pensive...
A journey that become worth or prerogative
And am travelling with safety in loyalty....
Without any tickets without any penny
But am not with a dull desire
Am perky,penetrating or in felony
Remembering when a man on duty caught me
Nothing dear that's not very interesting
He wishes money and i had no any penny
That's very interesting that's very interesting
While BOARDING get's caught in mid of journey....
What we do we Run
What we opt we Run
What I do?I ran
Forever and ever no time to bargain.
By. RAUNAK MISHRA
In the spoon of the day
If not enjoyed,
Worse will be the day
If am a student or a employed
Whatever the Thing's sarcastic
In HOMETOWN and in Office
I had been taught to lead the way as fantastic
In aloof ,in group let's notice
All the time besides the fact
All the best regards of aim
All the time cat a rat
Up to the evil ideas and stipend slam.......
By--RAUNAK MISHRA
It was begining of winter,
In depth of my journey ;
Of course! Failure are more bitter,
In the depth of journey;
Am proclaimming,am spinning,
In the city of patna;
Am approaching,am gainning,
Bits of knowledge,in dream's of patna;
Am back and forth in my forthrightness,
Am in bulk of my flame, burning slow;
Together with my journey, sometimes in blindness,
In midnight,in Reverie(daydream) and moving slow;
And how journey i opt,
And how the journey i had!
And how the morning i opt,
And how the morning i had!
By=Raunak Mishra
Within the mind a man that hesitating
A bad day is always Dedicating,
Wish that treasure in harmony
In temptation or a life in tragedy!
And a song in melody!
And a gentleman in it's attorney
Piercing and piercing every morning
Within a goal a chunk is moaning
Depressed In aloof,in comfort
In proof,in wisdom of roof!
And patrolling,in position to comfort
Within a deserted heart,within deserted mind Within a strong roof!
By--RAUNAK MISHRA
Fuck all your problems that are Bloody vibes
In your extortion all your vibes
Souls are the thing
how you sing
Let your soul be BLIND
OPEN YOUR HEART FORGET the FEAR BEHIND
DILEMA,DISTORTION, DEFENSE Everything GET'S DECLINED...
BY=Raunak mishra
Once was I Lost in a city of South
In search of Shadow of Homes
Old refind day's of South
All Young,all lames & all thoughts
City was full of bunkers
Though am not those rankers
YouTwo or more desire
As a friend i will aspire
In the city of wheels
In the Victorian dream's
Where many intellect has born
And where my heart get scorn
In the triumphant of happiness
A youngman on the pavement stuck in to a happiness
i have not day'sbto stay here
But only few hours walking In aloof
A bridge standing on two pillars am standing here
Oh! youngman let's move another day in aloof
✍️ Raunak Mishran
Young man young thoughts
Allowing to pass passionately in triggers
And in that city of South
In Midnight no sun say's
Except listening all truth
No men betrayed nor they say's
By . Raunak
Wanna wants every single day
To recall those old burnt myths
That after missing some coin in way
Players of Our group binding some corner of clothes
it was all some burning myths
We were reckless,we we're careless
After losing somehow dozens of coins We attentioned, we remind!
Some burning myths
If having kerchiefs? We fold it out
From one of it's corner
So that the myth come out
After searching coin & when finally reached it's corner
We say's our myths came out
True as often when trouble brought out
It was a fact for us turn attention out
1st fold any corner or kerchiefs to let missing things out.......
By =RAUNAK MISHRA
Monday morning it's all about aloof
In uncertainty of old job,thats a scoff
Blinking eyes might not betray
But Bliking feelings took steps to way...........
This time nor any childish wish
But coercing for "a cold fish"
All in all for a glamour
To embrace and self honour
Am hurried, am embraced
Am coercing, am flashed
Am running, am harassed
And last thing left was I entered......................
By= #Raunak #Mishra
Am not much honest nor more friendly....
Am in selfdom thinking properly
Not with my name nor exactly
Am always in silence that defines me absolutely
In the part of one-sided happiness
Am not slow am not so hurried
Often in misunderstanding or carelessness
I bet ever you got ambrassed
By=raunakmishra
I might be happy
To see you again
inner side soul's making hurry!
And this time lets bargain
Not through a good sarcasm
But un to a sarcastic veiw
Eyes glasses in its own asylum
Unburnt sarcasms having a few
A good guy,a good sarcasm
A bad eye,a worse sarcasm
A happy mind,brave sarcasm
But a glass eye,guess a sarcasm
And how,listen O dear
The transparency through a glass eye
Knowing all facts O dear
Don't whilehelm facts of glasses eye...
And all in all a good sarcasm
A good guy,with sarcastic eye
For commons,its a asylum
And in glasses,a spy in sarcastic eye.....
By=RAUNAK
Blankk paper with blank thought
Raugh paper with Rogue thought
Bet of my day for a red part.
A Blank part with fine art
Not a Hope for me
My thoughts got blank not for thee
A best slope in me
Hand with hope and a hope for me....
Forget my souls,Forget the floods
Withdraw the frame
Get well hope and carry on goods
Not with hope,am not in slope...
With my Blank, rough work
The hope you had
Don't worry that won't work
Only the red strenght i had thats let me glad...!!
By=RAUNAK MISHRA
Taste of the day
O men you overwhelm
Butter, vanilla or full cup with tray
All in all to forget a tensioned day......
And attention O dear
While your mercies are real
And now your dreams clear
Stuff's of the day let's all you feel
By---RAUNAK MISHRA
".confidence make governance"
Make your own steps up now
And dear,lets ignore how is the fear!
It's time to recover don't get slow
You are the men souls are near....
Hey!you calmed for what?
Right path and good souls begins here
Make up your own foot steps
Make up your heart and let it glare!
Kings lare! up to full gear
Forget the Opponents of unwillingness
My dear,Forget your fear!
Steps are your own,let it progress
Confidence are our own!
Negligence are our own!
Let's go through the convergence
Forget your fear ! Then finally got a path of governance.....
By=Raunak mishra.
Am going to negotiate
Meanwhile the way not coercing
I had nothing going in fate
And things now,my eye thats piercing
In my sanctom am seated alone
And Again eyes piercing
Days of triumph over the game
Now that Had gone
Am asking to myself
Am deserving for self
And Again strengthenning the self
Am now understanding the self.
By=Raunak mishra
Had you ever thought
I had often got
Whenever home i had ever brought
Grandma calls,i had often got
Has you ever got
Grandfather call's could never got forgot
Has you ever thought
They might never be forgot..
At their first sight
Am blessed,and never yet forgot
Recalling every doubts
With grandfather,had you ever fought.
Whenever sun shines
Either a coin,either a bread had you ever got
When overlook inconsideretly with few smiles
Pursuits of my happiness,had you ever got..
Whatever the things,he had with him
That's very yummy,thats very cozy
I wanna with my aim,anyway lets grab with him
Afterall in the persistent of my thought,thats very tasty...
By=RAUNAK MISHRA
.The poem of the midnight....
o men o men u got asleep
roaming all the days
After the day when got sleep
O men O men needed to run all the days....
Again O men when got sleep
In the rest of mind
when got asleep
with a heart so kind...
O men O men you are blind
when got rest in peace
And nothing left behind
No more crops to rip,except a sacrifice...
O listen O men
in the hearts of women
O men O men
as a food uncooked oven...
O men O men
Now you fall in love
might of some lady or women
O men O women lets wasted in Love
By=Raunak. ...........
{My self converted poerty... From Annie marie songs(60% credit,,..goes to her...🙏)
Its better be alone
Don't trust him,now! once again..
No more Hope once not enshrine
And the Things are not unknown
It's better be unknown
Enshrine yours a going concerns
You had faced the unknown
Better should conceal your concerns..
It's better let's alone
Let's go him now...
Better be alone!better be alone
Let's forgets him now..
By=RAUNAK MISHRA
My self written....Poem..at a glance.
Say a summer
All men at work..
See the player
All men at work..
Its season!don't so fear
Just keep the way...
Work at full gear...
Hit your day in trials of way...
All men at work
All in full cheer
All had gone rock!
In their full gear....
..........
THANKS...
BY=RAUNAK MISHRA
English poetry.....English poetry!!
Few mens said
Life is a game lets play
Few mens gets afraid
For them Let's say a hy!
Ups and down all in way
Things of ownness ,words with bitterness..
Who will stop unless play
We are the men going fearless....
By= raunak
My poems in the hurt of my nation.
100-1000times they are better than us!
Who had wored a dress for my nation
Its a siren! its a siren, for us!
Let's wore that dress for nation
EXCEPT THAT HARD LABOUR;
TRAVELLING ON THE LAND,Air or THE SHIP
YOUNG OF MY NATION THAT ALSO FAVOUR;
TO GET THAT CROPS TO RIP
And again I had a words in their name
Thats why we in peace and in flame
They are the gonna in their frame
Are rest in peace for country's name..
By=Raunak mishra
ENGLISH POETRY=LET'S BEGIN!!!
Few MENS AND WOMENS MIGHT BE UPHELD
IN GARNISH OF SOCIETY UP TO AMIGHTY
UPHOLD THE WAY THATS EMERALD
To BUILD A MAN IN ASTUTE OF LIBERTY
FEW MENS SAY, ONCE IN A DAY
WE ARE THE FOOL, NEED TO FURNISH
FEW MENS SAY,ALONG THE WAY
These ARE THE MEN THAT LOOKING FRESH
FEW MENS SAY AM A HATER
OFF COURSE ITS A COMELY PLAY
YOUNG MEN SAY THATS BETTER
DUST AND STORM ALL IN WAY
AM ADRESSING A YOUNG MEN
WHO NEVER BROUGHT UP IN HELL
That's ALL HIS CURIOUS BURDEN
OFTEN FOUND SENDING MAIL
BY====RAUNAK
Few words are here
In full contradiction
In aloof but not here
We the guys of forced friction
Let's revise the day
Full up to the brink
Fantasty it will be way
Leg Sink let's sink!!
By. Raunak mishra
Two or more desire
As a friend i will aspire
In the city of wheels
In the Victorian dream's
Where many intellect has born
And where my heart get scorn
In the triumphant of happiness
A youngman on the pavement stuck in to a happiness
i have not day'sbto stay here
But only few hours walking In aloof
A bridge standing on two pillars am standing here
Oh! youngman let's move another day in aloof
By ..Raunak Mishra
Why the men wore a glamour,
In their astounding view;
Whenever he got some power,
It seem's easily their ego that grew;
I have also seen few men of honor,
In his mastery view;
Sustains a lot of power,
In their appearances my ego that flew;
Although this idea is not new,
It would be very clear;
In my surrounding view,
But in the mid i have a little fear;
By .. Raunak Mishra
As i could explain
Old childhood plays
Of falling and gets maintain
Its a 2nd round in mood of games;
Chilling all the days,
no any reason to get afraid ;
triumphs over the logic that mind always bargains
tricks and touts always wrecks ;
the true methods of game ,
gentle decisions always obtained
Hook & crooks That often claims
That the captain had bargained
By RAUNAK MISHRA
Now the thoughts moved to district
In aloof ,in comfort,with stamina
Am gone a ambassador to conflict
My honour,my manner and all phenomena
This time home alone
Up to the freaky journey
In HOMETOWN AND A CITY ABANDONE
LOT'S OF MEMORIES IN MY HARMONY..
AM IN CLOUD'S OF MY THOUGHT'S
THAT'S SAYING STAY O YOUNGMAN
STAY IN YOURS LOVE IN HEART'S
AND AFTERLIFE WHEN IT RAINS
IN YOUR FIELD LET'S MAINTAIN
I HAD GONE HARBINGER
IN MID BETWEEN MY ASTOUNDING THOUGHTS
I WAS A CULTIVATOR
IN MY FIELDS WITH MY PLOUGHS.....
BY--RAUNAK MISHRA
It may be the hearth
Or may be a burning chunk of coal
Old missionaries are all worth
Don't let me betray,but let me roll
I opt for obligations
I work for negotiations
I job for deligations
I moved in perfections
All in all i was in affection
For the negligence
Of my days of celebration
Now my hope blinking for emergence
In the hearth of a furnace
Left isolated and abandoned
No more hope on my face
With eyes that roamed and abandoned..........
By----RAUNAK MISHRA
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