Neeraj Kumar
Comedy Tragedy Classics others abstract classics
You stood there just after the exam
Outside the classroom,
Lone Travelle...
The Daemons
Can You Belie...
Aftermath
content missi...
Random Though...
Lost Moment C...
Moments lost.
Don't Mind
Candle
A common man will remain common Until this world is blown away A common man will remain common Until this world is blown away
The poem talks about the Halloween celebration. The poem talks about the Halloween celebration.
The invisible omnipresent FORCE guides. The invisible omnipresent FORCE guides.
At stone’s throw Like marbles hitting at quaint house dominoes At stone’s throw Like marbles hitting at quaint house dominoes
This poem is called Silence in matrimony. This is the voice of all those women who have been the vic... This poem is called Silence in matrimony. This is the voice of all those women w...
You seem to be happy as a cockatoo, No care in the world, no deadlines too. You seem to be happy as a cockatoo, No care in the world, no deadlines too.
After a stressful day I ran to my home After a stressful day I ran to my home
It was hour before midnight, On the day before my birthday, It was hour before midnight, On the day before my birthday,
He can mess a day or make you stay He can mess a day or make you stay He can mess a day or make you stay He can mess a day or make you stay
Till my next story, I pen Rather quill I mean out of my hood Till my next story, I pen Rather quill I mean out of my hood
I was told to write a poem... I was told to write a poem...
His tricks did arouse suspicion His tricks did arouse suspicion
Will love you more for what you did. Will love you more for what you did.
In a cupboard up the attic In a nook below the bed In a cupboard up the attic In a nook below the bed
As for Scanny Brains he was not needed anymore again! As for Scanny Brains he was not needed anymore again!
Oh men, oh men, what a curious breed Oh men, oh men, what a curious breed
I often dream about killing my dad. I often dream about killing my dad.
We all live in silence of our unheard voices... We all live in silence of our unheard voices...
Your beautiful, gorgeous, sweet, a friend whom I behold.... Your beautiful, gorgeous, sweet, a friend whom I behold....
Remember good readers, my words are no fiction , Beware of Toadies, and bottles and elections. Remember good readers, my words are no fiction , Beware of Toadies, and bottl...