These are some poems that I thought of at a harder time in my life. I do hope that at least something beautiful could come out of that.

आता मराठी सोबतच इंग्रजी आणि हिंदी भाषेतील माझे लिखाण मी येथे सादर करीत आहे. असेच प्रेम असुदे!

Thoughts nd butterflies both seem the same! Both of them fly where ever they want to go.The difference is that the butterflies are restricted inside the earth But the thoughts are free to move anywhere in the endless universe...

❝ I closed my eyes. Silence. I hear nothing. Somewhere from the deeper layers of my soul, a fainted voice emerged and slowly, it grew into an uncontrollable freshet. I ripped my heart open, bursting the dam of the untamed emotions, to let rhapsody of emotions flow out. The world called it POETRY. ❞ Winner of the Witty feed contests 'The Undiscovered Gem' award. #15 in poetry on 21/05/2017 A collection of self-written poems in which I've poured my heart into...

He flew for his dreams, She became his wings, When he was reaching the sky, His wings were broken. What should be set free? His Dreams or his Pain? F R E E D O M

Have you ever had a deep, stirring feeling arise in the quiet of night? A feeling of longing and reflection, a feeling that settles into you, unconcious of it you may be. No, this is not a spiritual lesson, it's more an expression of that subtle aching. Some paint it across canvas, some combine chords to recreate it. Some, like me, spin with words the feeling. Here is an assortment of poems, most written in the unwinding of night. Some are introspective, some look for hope and more, something out there.