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    Poems That Do Not Rhyme
    Poems That Do Not Rhyme
    Poems That Do Not Rhyme
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    Poems That Do Not Rhyme

    By Manish Pathania

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    "Poems that tell stories,
    stories about promises,
    promises of love,
    love that transformed into art,
    art that manifested through poems,
    poems that do not rhyme"
    ‘Poems that do not rhyme’ is a collection of poems written in the form of free verses. Although the individual poems seem unrelated at the first glance but the poems are arranged in such an order that they traverse through the journey of an alcoholic man who accidentally falls in love with a girl who was still in love with her ex-lover.
    The poems revolve around his character, his love for her, his alcoholism, his hatred, his lamentations and his regrets for losing her.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherManish Pathania
    Release dateJul 23, 2015
    ISBN9781310038952
    Poems That Do Not Rhyme
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    Manish Pathania

    Manish Pathania is an avid traveler, trekker, adrenaline junkie, engineer, poet and author of two yet-to-be published fiction books.In his own words he defines himself as : I whore out to IT industry for money, I travel for a living, and I write for fun -mostly poems that do not rhyme, stories that do not have an ending and the chronicles of a wasted life.

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      Poems That Do Not Rhyme - Manish Pathania

      ACT-II

      INCEPTION OF ART IN ME

      All works of art are nothing,

      but a reminiscence of beauty in hindsight.

      No poet looks at the rainbow

      and conjures up a beautiful poem,

      but when he goes home,

      settles down in his study

      and tries to remember the spectacle,

      emotions get transformed into art.

      A musician does not write his composition

      sitting in the arms of his beloved,

      but when he tries to find his muse

      in the notes of a symphony,

      a beautiful song is created.

      Similar was the effect of her beauty,

      when I saw her for the first time.

      I had never understood art,

      or perhaps love for that matter,

      but I guess that was

      the moment of inception

      of art in me,

      or perhaps love,

      but aren’t both one and the same thing?

      SHE WAS BEYOND WORDS

      I looked at her photograph,

      Boy! She was the epitome of delightfulness.

      She was wearing

      a sky blue frock

      with white floral prints,

      her straight hair

      was rolling down her breasts,

      and her big black beautiful eyes

      were twinkling with happiness.

      She was smiling

      as much as her face allowed,

      with the innocence

      of a five year old girl

      receiving guests on her birthday.

      Her hands were outstretched,

      inviting someone to embrace her,

      perhaps me,

      why not me?

      I wish I was there with her

      at that precise moment.

      I would have embraced her

      over and over again,

      until her charm rubbed off on me.

      All the words that came to my mind

      were too trivial,

      too limited

      to describe her,

      and I rejected them

      as soon as they spawned in my head.

      She was beyond words,

      she was beyond poems,

      she was beyond books,

      she was beyond literature,

      perhaps, she was beyond this world

      to be manifested in art.

      ARTISTICALLY IN LOVE

      She was lazily dressed,

      not shabbily but lazily.

      It wasn't that

      she didn't know how gorgeous she was

      but perhaps she didn't want the world to know.

      Then I remembered that she always dressed

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