Ramesh Tiwari

Pain deadens a pain When the bearable limit It exceeds, It feels pleasant. O my Lord, This is too much! Now let me enjoy it – Relieve me not of The sorrow I’m in, For I cannot bear The thought of Facing a fresh one.                               -Ramesh Tiwari

They are Sure of their deaths approaching them, Killing each other, Dead while alive, Acquainted with blood, bullet and blast Because they have been taught How to hate everything else. Hey! We are busy Loving and living Yearning and singing Kissing and missing. We enjoy God smiling at us While we are lost in our loves and life.                                             - Ramesh Tiwari