Anu

Your every words has
feelings of innocence.

Mind can imagine the
wants of heart. But
layer of the innocence
covered the mind.

Reflection of mine
blinking in your heart.
while you need my presence.

- Revan...

A workout to hold the
feelings in some words.

Strugle to chapture the
happiness of your heart from
your lightened eyes.

love of the literature hold the
unconditional affection of
the heart.

- Revan...

Your memories are nothing but
cold season.

They surround mind and body when
I turn towards hot.

Season is totally cold but your lovely
words heard like chilled wind.

I am trying to cover myself. But your
memories are knock me often and often.

- Revan...

She is beauty of love.
Heart filled with her love.

She is beauty of love...

Mirror felt worry when
she smiles a lot.

She is beauty of love...
she is the light of life.
Worry the pain of darkness.

She is beauty of love
And melt with love of mine.

- Revan...

I know her. She nothing but a rose.
Seem like fresh rose. Smile blinks
like mist on rose. Eyes speaks
lonely beauty of rose.

She surrounded with so many friends
like rose blooms between various rose.

She felt worry while some one left her
alone. And look like charm lessrose.

But now she looks beauty less heart.

- Revan.

Single tear fell on earth
with lots of pain. Express
its story of love before dray.

It is loveable tear of her.
Happiness is the gift of tear
to her. It appeared in her
happy mood. Gave her
tremendous feelings. But
day by day she loves some
one. And forgot the tear.

One day he left her. She felt
worry and lost happiness. By
force Loveable tear come out
from her beautiful eyes.

- Revan.

Jasmine face looks Charm less.
Sweet smell spread in air. But
it lost the rhythm of love.

Every day face seems in different
mood. But now it appears spirit less.

Beauty full face now filled with
wrinkles of pain. And they pass
message to understand the inner
sense of heart.

Eyes cover now with tears only.
But they changed there attitude
and appeared always in eyes.

But a tear come to me and say
hold her Love in your eyes.
Feel that in the music of heart.

- Revan.

She is river of heart. Flow how
she wants. Because she is river
of love.

During her journey of flow she
mingle more friends and feels
happy. And flow in beauty full
manner. Say touch her once and
urge to hold her in hand.

She meets so many unknown friends
towards her journey of life. Every
friends get beauty by her.

She flows in her manner. And gives
greenery wherever she flow. And
spread her love with her wide
heart. And touch the every once beats.

But now she is flowing underground.
No one cares her love. And involved
them to pollute her.

- Revan.

Poetries are mine. But every
feelings are yours.

My heart is the place of your
melodious heart beats.

There is no one other in every
line except you. Beats of your
love reflects in every word.

Your voice is the music of feelings.
For that singing is mine. Listening
heart is yours and clapping hands
are also yours. But I am the owner
of the sound of clap.

Because my heart is breathing in
your heart…

- Revan.

Her eyes filled with tears.
But they don’t want to come out.
Because she bound them in feeling.

Her eyes filled with tears.
They express the pain. But eyelids
hold them in love.

Her eyes filled with tears.
Eyes want to turn towards him. But
tears hold the face.

Her eyes filled with tears.
Now they want to come out. But she
hold them. Because they are the last
tears of his memories.

- Revan.

I know you are so hot. Your
eyes can kill the dark. Increase
the heart beats. But it never burn
the love.

You can create hottest mood, Surround
the mind and stop the breath for few
mints. But you never give log life happiness.

You look so hottest it looks in first view. It
can pinch the wants of love. But it never
Know the love of heart.

You can create the wants of body. But it never
Decrease the guilty.

Unconditional love can touch your feet for hot.
But you never live in heart. Because you are
so hot.
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Don’t you have love? Then at least
tune the beats of heart.

Don’t you have mood? At least dream.

Don’t you have pain of tune? At least
Feel the tone.

Finally don’t you have love? Now
at least create an imagined script of tune.

- Revan

Don’t you have love? Then at least
tune the beats of heart.

Don’t you have mood? At least dream.

Don’t you have pain of tune? At least
Feel the tone.

Finally don’t you have love? Now
at least create an imagined script of
tune.

- Revan

She is standing out of heart.
Waves of love touch her feet
for feel.

She never bent in front of
feelings and sound of love.
Simply standing toward of
beats.

Every wave gave happiness
in her face with calm air.
variation of feelings create
drizzle in her heart.But it
never filled with lots of
drops.

Now every drop are collected
in my heart to touch her feet
for feel.

While she is still drought of
Love and standing out of
heart.

- Revan

Love is sweet poison then

she is step down in heart.
after a log time. but there
is now one waiting for her.
because that already draughted
long back for her.

There is just her sweetest
memories are seemed in blank
heart.

Heart beats were lost there
rhythm. breath getting low
down. sense forgot there
touch. memories are totally
loosed there colours.

Is nothing but never ended a novel.
It gives new touch in every read.

Page by page her feelings feel
Different.

Every look of her gives a different
Read.

Her patience gives a tremendous
Narration of life…

- Revan

Face one but glancing eyes more.

There are beautiful eyes. They
never knows secrete of watching
eyes.

Eyebrow increase the beauty of eyes.
and feels like half moon. Eyelids blink
always like star.

Natural beauty is on face. And create
happiness in watching face.

Some time sunset beauty appears on face.
Other day sun rise with happiness.

Tears of tsunami also surround the
chicks. Looks wetted beauty of forest.

Every drop of tears fell down like from
leaves to leaves and hand fill full of tears.
Every tear says her write me in a line for him.

- Revan

Somebody is there
But I can’t recall her
because she is just
a dream.

Somebody is there
She comes to me
just in a feeling
and drag the
sweetest memories.

Some body is there
But she never comes to
me to express her love.

Somebody is there
She never comes to
my heart. Because
she is just a sketch.

- Revan
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Mind become a garden
There is a feelings.
Dreams come to every
blinks of eyelids.

Mind become a garden
There is a colorful various flowers
Which attracts the dreams?

Mind become a garden
There is music of heart
Beats. Breath sings melodious song.
Heart beats background of song.

Mind become a garden
There is a love which
Beats for only one heart.

Mind become a garden
There are a lot of poetries
Which based on her every breath?

Petals of Red rose
full of mist drops.

Sun rises reflecting
on Petals.

Rose added the beauty to morning.
Birds attract the walkers.

An old man flow the water
to base of red rose.

Man watches the rose to protect
Natural gift of beauty.

A day man passed away.
Red rose missed him lot.
And lost there beauty.
- Revan

Beats yours... breath mine.

Dreams yours... a way mine.

Sense yours... a touch mine.

- Revan
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Google.com

Become a Romeo but
Wait for Juliet.

Plan to construct a Taj Mahal but
Wait for a mumtaz.

Become a devdaas but
Wait for one paro.

-Revan

Turn to write a poetry.
but it become a shayari.

Sense his love.
but he denied to feel.

Eyes got wet.
but tears become a poetry.

- Revan

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Google.com

Beauty is the next door of her heart.

Twinkling sound of love come out from every breath.

Eyelashes shows beauty of eyes.

Lips added the attraction of face.

But god forgot to add the sound of voice.

-Revan
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Google.com

Known feeling crashed the heart.

Dig the dream.

Knock the eye door

Invite the night out.

Eyelashes blink for him.

But blinking is still continued for him.


-Revan
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Photo courtesy
Kannadaprabha Daily

Now she is just a memory
For blind eyes.

Mind wants to hug.
But now she is just a close breath.

Eyes wants to feel.
But now she is just a blind image.

- Revan
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Kannadaprabha Daily

Her eyes were reflecting to me
My face.

Wait for me every night.
Surround to me with dream of
life.

Never forgot to me in every sight.
Rarely come out as a tears of eyes.

I hold my hand before tear touch to the
earth.

Because they are my sweet heart...

- Revan

Photo courtesy
Kannadaprabha.

Her face look on every face.

Tres pass the dream with my closed eyes.

Ragging whole night and says unsatisfied talk.
ask to brig her in lonely place to walk.

when my eyes were opened she fly with other nightingale.

- Revan

Photo Courtesy
Kannadaprabha.

She never fell in love herself.
But she is sea of love...

She is earth, he is cloud
There poetry is only in dream ...

Cloud has only one way to touch the earth
By flowing the rain on her.

Earth always waiting for cloud touch.
To show the blossom of love.

But there is no season for there love in whole year.

-Revan
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Photo courtesy

Kannadaprabha Daily

Cloud create a beauty on sky.

Like a imagination of art.

Played with earth by drizzle of drop.

Earth ask give me red sky.

Cloud agreed to earth and create
A beauty on sky.

- Revan
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Photo Courtesy
KPN

Oh! my lotus you are a softest flower.

Just I think to touch you. but you go on shrinking...

Oh! my lotus your so soft.

When I recall you, you never come to me.
when I forgot to you, then you surround to me.

Oh! my lotus really you are so uncontrolled

- Revan
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photo courtesy
- kannadaprabha