Deep Thought Poems

  If the Time Demands You can peel the ‘humane’ stickers off of your head, You can trade your perseverance with some practicality, You can turn your stubbornness off for a bit, If the Time demands.   You can be more hostile to hostility, You can keep some distance from realists, You can change the sign boards rather than turning them, If the Time demands.   Yes you can, But just for the slightest of the moments, Even contradict yourself, If the Time demands. - The Deep Thinker Hello Mates!! My Blog 'Deep Thought Poems' is a way to expose my poetic works to the world. Hope you like 'em. Any form of constructive Feedback would be appreciated. Thank You,  T.D.T.

Ola amigos! Someone (Well, me only) very well said that Poetry is an Art, of creatively using literary& grammatical elements to describe any idea. Just some time ago, I came across a word known as 'redemption', and I've been thinking about it from a long, long time, then I thought MAUKA BHI HAI, DASTOOR BHI HAI, CHAUKA KYU NA MAAR LIYA JAYE (Yep, I think a lot). Well Well Well, You know the tagline, don't ya : Redemption The unstoppable forces won’t stop. The immovable rocks won’t move. I know for a fact that they won’t. Over positive spurs may claim that but I DON’T.   But one thing which I crave for, is redemption, For I know, that it IS plausible in today’s world. Converting a walking dead into a delirious person IS NOT redemption, But to take care that a plucked flower doesn’t wither away IS, redemption.   World sets its eyes on the thousands of firsts, But blinks when it comes to the low- ranked redeeemers. RESPECT; IMMENSE RESPECT, ...

Salve! My friends, Ladies and Gentlemen. People often suggest and advice people to wake up early in the morning and not to stay awake till too late in the night. I, though, respectfully want to present to you a persepctive of my own, through of course, a poem. I have been so much into free- verse lately, so do tell me if it was good or bad. Soooo, let's get the coffee and start reading the poem: Murkiness I love the murkiness of night, Its aura, its undertone. Nights let the unheard voices roar, And the unthinkable notions wander. The murkiness increases the importance of gleam, and the need for it. Hitting the hay early nullifies its essence, for it needs to be explored. Murkiness in itself, soothes me, My Heart, My Soul, My Brain. Its odour, its silence, its consistency, Tastes Beautiful. - The Deep Thinker Hello Mates!! My Blog 'Deep Thought Poems' is a way to expose my poetic works to the world. Hope you like 'em. Any form of constructive Feedback would be appr...

 Ayye! It's been some time, hasn't it? I've been flooded with messages asking me when I will post a new poem. I took a short break but now I have again held my pen. You know the tagline, Let's start:- Music of The Silence The lucidity of silence is what heals me, As it refrains itself to perfection. It spins a web, illuding me into it, Asking me to drift away with my thoughts. The Chorus is a never ending beat, Full of nothingness. I find it mesmerizing& amusing, How a smile automatically lands on my face.   Silence is addictive, For everytime you want to come out if it, You sink deeper into it. The Wholesomeness of Silence is what heals me. - The Deep Thinker Hello Mates!! My Blog 'Deep Thought Poems' is a way to expose my poetic works to the world. Hope you like 'em. Any form of constructive Feedback would be appreciated. Thank You