Submissions by JituBoro (The Alpha Writer)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hie, I'm Jitu Boro,!!!!!! Hope you like my poems....I'll be adding them in short period of time. My poetic name is The Alpha Writer.
A Poet in love
I was the rain,
She was the cloud.
I fell straight-down,
And the thunder laughed out loud.
I was the maple,
She was the wind.
I flew where she took me,
Now I'm paying what that love ruined.
I was the rose
She was the thorn.
But it hurts me a lot
More than the nights I mourn.
I was the candle
She was the flame.
I melted for her, but
now my wax lies cold and lame.
I was the sky
She was the ground
Gravity kept us apart,
now I yearn to have her around.
I was the joker ...
She was the cloud.
I fell straight-down,
And the thunder laughed out loud.
I was the maple,
She was the wind.
I flew where she took me,
Now I'm paying what that love ruined.
I was the rose
She was the thorn.
But it hurts me a lot
More than the nights I mourn.
I was the candle
She was the flame.
I melted for her, but
now my wax lies cold and lame.
I was the sky
She was the ground
Gravity kept us apart,
now I yearn to have her around.
I was the joker ...
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My Tale
I denied tide
I abandoned shore.
The boat denied me,
the sea outraged more.
I refused love
I forsook hate.
Fear caught me deep,
Time controls my fate.
I starve for light
I seek them too.
My faults' scars me
For every right I do.
I greed my joy,
I breathe my sorrow.
My tale will live forever
Even if there's no tomorrow.
I abandoned shore.
The boat denied me,
the sea outraged more.
I refused love
I forsook hate.
Fear caught me deep,
Time controls my fate.
I starve for light
I seek them too.
My faults' scars me
For every right I do.
I greed my joy,
I breathe my sorrow.
My tale will live forever
Even if there's no tomorrow.
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Take Me Back
I search
all the friendly echoes,
Dominion of
Winds' chatterings
It fades, it goes.
My coffee is blacker
in the days of solitude.
My days are shorter
when i travel in chronicle.
Isn't time mean!
That we're left
With nothing but wrinkle.
Reminscent of days
That were dear,
Memories lost in tide
With stagnant tear.
Wish! I could write them down in a paper.
Some said
To give up,
Some said
To move on.
Now, the time
says it all.
When they're all gone.
There's no...
all the friendly echoes,
Dominion of
Winds' chatterings
It fades, it goes.
My coffee is blacker
in the days of solitude.
My days are shorter
when i travel in chronicle.
Isn't time mean!
That we're left
With nothing but wrinkle.
Reminscent of days
That were dear,
Memories lost in tide
With stagnant tear.
Wish! I could write them down in a paper.
Some said
To give up,
Some said
To move on.
Now, the time
says it all.
When they're all gone.
There's no...
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3 Comments
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