Miss you dad

Miss you dad

I miss you dad,
miss you very much ,
the laugh we had together,
and your praising touch ,
The moments of joy,
the days if fun ,
winters of chilling mist,
& summer of shining sun

Those busy market streets,
just look empty without you ,
those sweet chocolates taste sour,
'coz i didn't get it from you .

i miss doing mischievous things ,
that mom would punish me for,
you would come between us ,
and save me from her.

 I miss walking with you,
to walk with your pace,
i always had ti run although,
to win that home bound race.

i miss your encouraging words,
and inspiring teachings that you taught,
things that  i should do ,
and things i should not,

I miss the fear of you,
to do anything wrong,
i miss your anger,
and beating strong.

I miss your tight hug,
that would take away all my tears,
i miss that sense of security,
that would keep me away from my fears,

Each and everyday ,
when the sun is settling down ,
I wait for you at the doorstep ,
may be you will return from town.

how do i explain to my heart,
that you've gone forever,
far very far away from me,
and you will return never.

I believe

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I believe 

I believe ,
that day would come ,
she would stand next to me ,
and we would walk alone

Silently she would walk ,
i won't know what to talk ,
she would slow her pace down ,
and we would walk to the town .

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Then  would sing a song ,
and she would hmm along..
Just this way we would walk ,
without a single talk ,

On the way ,
I would buy her a rose,
accepting with a smile ,
she would keep it very close,
instead of red ,
it would be white,
as pure as her ,
with her smile so bright. 

Taking a deep breath ,
then i would say ,
I love from my heart,
will do it till my death ,
then she would feel shy ,
for the reason i know why.
Looking in my eye,

suddenly she would cry,
but i know she is happy ,
and they were tears of joy ,
Later she would smile ,
and embrace me for a while ,

Close together ,
then we would walk again ,
on her way back home ,
it would start to rain,
she would get soaked ,
and i would also drain,
walking like this ..
we would reach her home.. 
I believe i believe ,
that day would come . 


-pavan 

आई ग आई कुशीत घे मला

||आई ग आई कुशीत घे मला ||

आई ग आई कुशीत घे मला,
    तुझ्या मऊ-मऊ हाताची उशी दे मला ,
        डोक्यावर हळू-हळू थाप दे मला ,
            तुझ्यापाशी आज झोपू दे मला |

आज उनात खेळत -खेळत खूप थकलो मी ,
       तुझ्या पदराची  सावली दे मला ,
        तुझ्या कुशीत थकवा मिटवू दे मला ,
            आई ग आई कुशीत घे मला |
शेजारच्या घराचे कांच फोडले मी ,
    बागायती मधून चोरीने आंबे तोडले मी,
        बाबांच्या  रागाने वाचव ग मला ,
            तुझ्या कुशीत लपू दे मला |

अंधाराची भीती वाटते ग आई ,
    एकटे असल्यावर भीती वाटते ग आई ,
        तू सोबती असली तर निशचींत झोप येते ,
            हळू-हळू गाणी म्हणत  जेव्हा तू थाप देते ,
तुझ्या कुशीत झोप कधी लागते कळतच नाही ,
    तुझ्या कुशीत भूतांचे स्वप्ने कधी पळतच नाही ,
        आज परत निर्भय होऊन झोपू दे मला ,
            आई ग आई कुशीत घे मला |


- पवन मोरे
  


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यारोँ भूल ना जाना

यारोँ भूल ना जाना 

यारों  भूल ना जाना 
उन लम्हों को 
उन यादों को 
उन  बेतुकी  बातों को 
उन सिरफिरी यादों को 
कॉलेज के उन गलियारों को 
जान  छिड़कते यारों को 
क्रिकेट  में  हुइ हारों को 
 और रात के बियर के फवारो को 
यारों भूल ना जाना 
१०० रुपये जो उधार दिए थे 

जिन्हे दो दिन में लौटाने के सैकड़ों वादे किये थे 
उन कैंटीन के गरम चाय के प्यालों  को 
डिस्टिंक्शन में पास  के ख्यालों को 


यारों  भूल ना जाना 
गर्लफ्रेंड को दिए उन गुलाबों को 
संग जीने-,मरने वाले उन वादों को 
दिल टूटकर देवदास बने उन  यारों को 
और ब्रेक-अप पार्टी में पि देसी शराबों को 

यारों भूल  ना जाना 
पेपर में कॉपी किये उन सवालों को 
दीवारों पे लिखें हुए उन जवाबो को 
जूतों में छुपाये उन परचों को 
के टी निकालने की सेटिंग पे किये ख़र्चों को 
यारों भुल ना जाना 
उन कमीने दोस्तों की अनगिनत यादों को 
संग बिताये उन मस्ती भरे पलों को 
यादों में नम हुई इन आँखों को 
यारों भूल ना जाना ..
यारों भूल ना जाना......

-पवन    :)

Writing poems

#"Have you ever written poetry? What was your first poem called? Do you believe that poetry is really a 'spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings'? "
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Yes I have written poetry . My poem are on my blog .. http://pavanspoems.blogspot.in  
My first poem was "Ekach bhet (एकच भेट )" . It's marathi poem . 

"पावसा आधी चालणारी

   तेज वायु सारखी चंचळ,
    झर- झर पावसा सारखी 
      खिड-खिडून हसणारी .... " 

Visit my blog for full collections .. 

Poetry is such a medium that a person can write his feeling in the same way that he feels. The efforts that person puts into poem decide how much he/she cares for that topic. Word by word they become a phrase then stanza and then poem .

When i wrote this poem .It was meant for a special person. We had only one meeting and it turns out it imprinted on my heart. I was on roof .There were dark clouds in sky and it started to rain . 

The mood was set and words started to flow. Finger were typing on mobile word by word ,line by line.

And poem was thus composed. 

First thing i did was to call the person and recite . It had come from heart and is closest to my heart eversince. 

The poem was a reply to the her when she had asked to describe her. Well here it was.. 

I was missing her . The emotion was string enough to make a poem ,and it means a lot. 

Poetry is very powerful form of writing . Just we need is those beautifully written lines that touch heart. 

-Pavan More

In the long night

In the long night

When the nights are long     and friends are few, i sit by my window      thinking of you, a silent whisper     and a silent tear and a wish from my heart,     only if you would be here.. sitting beside ,     listening to my heartbeat , where you reside.         Talking to each other , we would walk     when you are tired we would sit in the park. Looking at the twinkling sky, a wishing star would pass, i listen to your wish, and mine you would ask, I would say"I wish you,  if i lie cross my heart through", you shall stare at me for a while, then lowering the eyes,  you would smile. It's too late,.  then you would say, sit for some more time ,  i would pray. Ready to go you would stand, sit a bit more , i would say holding your hand, after a while,  we would walk to your home, your dog would bark at me , seeing a person unknown. Sshh.. you would do ,] and silent it would lay, you would enter your house, and i would walk on my way. How nice it would be , if you were here, these sleepless nights , i can no more bear, lying on my bed i close my eyes, but yet can't sleep after so many tries ,. in the long night, i wish you were  here, smiling for me which is very rare..... --pavan

Boy and girl

Once upon a time,
there was a boy and girl,
She had pleasing smile n his hairs were little curl,
he was bit tall and she was little small,
Her voice was so musical and his was like thunder,
but together they made wonders.
She had sparkling eyes n he had straightened nose,
she would smile so wide when he would give her rose.
She liked pretty dresses and his were like huge messes,
She had cute dimples and he had teenage pimples,
He was active dug,
She was lazy bug.
They were madly in love,
Like pigeons and Dove,
They were made for each other,
Like heart n heartbeat,
Such was there bond,
She just had to think n he would respond.