Poetic Tweets

By Shakil Baliyavi, Sr

This is poetry coming out of heart after a long experience of life and covers almost all fields of life. Although my self being an engineer you will find very interesting poetry in this book and I am pretty sure you will enjoy it and feel the emotions of a poetic mind. Well poetry is nothing but expression of your inner emotions through intelligent use of vocabulary. Things can be said in many ways but when it is said through poetry not only it creates a muse but touches the heart of the reader. This has been my endeavor to write poetry in a way that every section of society enjoys and understands it. i am pretty sure that this book will be worth reading.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Shakil Baliyavi, Sr
• Release date: Feb 24, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311255242

Shakil Baliyavi, Sr

born in east of north India and graduated in engineering from the state of rajasthan, I have keen interest in writing poetry, science fiction and short stories. having experience of many places on the globe i have great understanding of people across the globe.

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POETIC TWEETS

BY

SHAKIL BALIYAVI

COPYRIGHT 2014 BY SHAKIL BALIYAVI

SMASHWORDS EDITION

FOREWORD

EPILOGUE

CHAPTERS

SUMMARIES

FOREWORD!

This book is written with a great effort and my self being an Engineer by profession, it had been a great task to bring emotions through poetry in a foreign language. I have kept in view that no mistakes are done as far as grammar is concerned. But as you know poets do take some liberty to sacrifice grammar to express their feel. This book is sole property of me and I have written with great endeavour and effort. I hope readers will appreciate the work. MY four volumes three of them poetry and one science fiction adventure named Paziga is available on amazon.com

EPILOGUE:

This is a poetic work and I have included all kind of poetry including love inspiration and science based poems. This book is printed as I have written. Furthermore I have written a very interesting science fiction adventure a named Paziga(policing and zest for international governance and administration). I have written two more books Emotions 1 and Emotions 2. Further I have a project of compiled short stories to be released very soon.

I am on face book as facebook/baliyavi.

I am an engineer and specialised in automation instrumentation and switchgear systems. I have worked throughout my country most of the gulf nations and had be to Germany for a short period. My extensive touring has given me invaluable experience about the mind set of people across the globe and I am benefitting my experience. Writing was my born liking and now I have got sufficient time to write my experience and share with people, writing in foreign language is a difficult task but I hope you will find my work interesting. I write in Urdu, Hindi and Bangla also. Enjoy my poems and suggest me to improve further. Thanks! And I wish you a good luck and happy days ahead. Kindly never forget to give your feedback my Email address is below:

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CHAPTERS:

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven

Chapter eight

Chapter nine

Chapter ten

Chapter eleven

Chapter twelve

Chapter thirteen

Chapter fourteen

Chapter fifteen

Chapter sixteen

Chapter seventeen

Chapter eighteen

Chapter nineteen

Chapter twenty

Chapter twenty one

Chapter twenty two

Chapter twenty three

Chapter twenty four

Chapter twenty five

Chapter twenty six

Chapter twenty seven

Chapter one

THE WORDS!!!

The words of a poet

Come from pain and sighs

Neither grease nor butter

No bundle of lies,

To bring love, peace and truce

He squeezes himself, makes his juice,

To uplift the social face

He loses his grace,

To provide bread and cloth

To the poor and disdain

He becomes an ordain,

Coz he never wants to see pain,

He wants to see the dove, ever flying

He never likes to see love n truth dying,

Injustice and misjudgement

Is for him, hate full element,

His words are like a blade

Ever ready for any crusade,

Although victory is not his fate

But he is real social mate,

He is made to only give

No any kind of skew,

He represents the love of GOD

His chaste is such a wide and so broad………

WHO WILL CHANGE?

Let the world run in the same way

Let the people going gay

Let the guilty be in the fray

Let them loot n make earth grey

Let the blood be seeping

Let the children be weeping

Let the girl foetus fall in the tray

Let the people act in their own way

Let unjust unlawful have the say

Let the true full fall the prey

Let the animals be killed

Let the nature be drilled

Let them cut the tree

Let them restrict the free

Let people run on their fate

Never worry whether they ate

Let them gain the power

Let them root the flower

Let the world run in the SAME way

Let the world run in the SHAME WAY

SHAME WAY, shame way same way………………

A REAL WITNESS!!!!

The earth is a witness

Of all defeats and success

It has seen humans blood seeping

It has seen hungry children weeping

It has seen the old ones creeping

It has seen the mighty beeping

It has seen violence being done

It has seen the truth being shun

It has seen many making fun

It has seen the poor being over run

It has seen the effects of a gun

It has seen snatching ones bun

On the other hand,

It has seen the truth prevail

It has seen the bad omen fail

It has seen efforts sweet fruit

It has seen people saving from loot

It has seen pain being relieved

It has seen heeling, wounds of bereaved

It has seen all the bloom and glory

Mother earth knows the entire story

Mystery, history and all the glory…………..

HOPES FIRE!!!!

Hope must be always alive!

When the shadows become tall

And sun sets in the horizons

And dark some night waits to fall

It is the milky moon the shining ball

That keeps hope alive of the light

That the earth needs not lose the fight

Hopes are never to let any scars

And there are twinkling stars

As the cool breeze blows and sooths the soul

Travelling through spine and ecstasy fall

Light covers earth with an eternal touch

That none of the men have to repent as such

But for the rest of the fortnight

Milky moon takes flight

Then there is only night and night

Still twinkling stars are a hope of light

Alive is the life’s rope

But again sometimes dark clouds

Cover the light

There is nothing but struggle and fight

Life has to overcome the devils desire

Somehow one has to keep burning, the hopes fire…..

AT THE HELM OF POWER

I have become head

My job is done

I have got a name

I have got fun full fame

But I feel shame

A real shame

I am starving of name

For this I am to blame

When world is starving

A child is crying

Blood is seeping

Poor is weeping

Old is deceased

Many are bereaved

There is a total chaos

Humanity is on all time Loss

I must act wisely

With full dedication

To bring back the hope

Of life’s broken rope

If I bring peace to deceased

Then only my goal is achieved

TO THE HELL!!!!

I am badly gripped

In deadly seven

I have to forget

About the heaven

Permanently I have to dwell

In awesome fucking hell

GOD will tie in my neck

An ugly ringing bell

Where ever I go

The demons will smell

The will eat my flesh

In each and every sermon

Putting spices salt and lemon

My bones will be broken

I will be completely shaken

I will fall the devils TAKEN

Fire will be burning ablaze

Burnt grass I have to graze

I have to forget ham and maze

The crispy finger chips and lays

Off course there will a Wal-Mart

But I will be forbidden playing smart

Just I have to rely on heavens smell

In the hell I have to permanently dwell…………

SCREWED!!!

With every turn of the screw

I am dipping in deep dew

My heart mind and body

And the soul is burning

With the tightening screws churning,

It is the clockwise turn

Which is, causing, me to burn

And turning to the ultimate skew

I want to unscrew

In opposite direction of the clock,

It may cause my tears to soak

The scars to disappear,

That once again I can rock.

But it is mystery to run the clock

In opposite to its nature,

It will certainly put me on stretcher,

Screw driver is on rampant run

It will take away all the flora and fun

The more it tightens, goes on the story

It will not return my pasts lost glory,

And when it will be tightly fix

I will turn to dust, a soils original mix………….

THE WAEK REAL MENTOR

The leaves collect oxygen,

And look at the lovely sun,

And then synthesize

Taking water from the root,

And then

They bring out a dish of fruit,

For the mighty stems,

Oh! The leaves are the real gems!

And the roots are the foundation,

On which the mighty tree

Stand for generations,

But mystery surrounds

The leaves,

The sour autumn strikes

The leaves!

They only fall to soil and dust

And disappear in the earth’s crust,

When soothing wind blows,

The leaves blow the piper,

Oh ! At the change of the season

They are erased by the nature’s wiper………..

THE SPECTRUM!!!!!

Love is a petal of rose so silky

Soft fragrant and no any guilty,

Love is the milky light of moon

In darkness which brings a boon,

Love the stop less thumping of oceans

Which provides, oxygen to the millions,

Love is beautiful spectrum of light

Which gives sense that, all colours are bright,

Love is green leaves of the tree

Which fruits a season and lets it free,

Love is deathful dance of a parwana(moth)

Who for the sake of flames love turns diwana,(mad)

Love is the twinkling stars of dark sky

That the light never says a good bye,

Love is weight less space

Which brings, awesome grace,

If love has a little of lust

Then may be a fall must,

Love and faith is a trust

Love to GOD should always come first………..

Parwana= insect which flies round the light(urdu)

Diwana= gone to the extent of madness in love(urdu)

IN STATE!!!

My mind in complete state

Vacuum and space

No line, equations or thoughts

No joys, no sorrows

No today no tomorrow

No gain, no pain

No luck no fate

No months no date

My mind is in complete state,

Vacuum and space

No love no hate

No party no dates

No gushing idea

No song no lorry

No any word of poetry

No music no muse

No absurd nothing to confuse

Open is minds fuse

No ideas gushing in spate

My mind is in complete state,

Vacuum and d space

No any stress any suppression

No any kind of depression

Not a dot of a thing

No cry no beatings

Just nothing, just nothing place

My mind is in vacuum and space

No life’s any trace……………….

FOR YOU ONLY!!!!!

These words this poem is for you

You are sitting miles apart

I am sending my heart

Through navigational motion

Aeronautical propagation

I am sending my love and emotion

Through multiplexing waves

Passing through ocean and caves

I need a heterodyned tuning

To listen my song of love

Just come out and

See on mountains peak

There is sitting a dove

With a letter of love

Just for you, words for you

Written in Latin

So that you could get in

To my heart and soul

It has midst and dew

These word this poem for you………….

WHEN SATAN WILL PRAY!!!!

‘O’ GOD I did a mistake not bowing to ADAM and EVE

I was not aware that ultimately I will face the skew

I was unaware of the your this awesome new creation

That I will be rendered jobless throughout my generation

They have exceeded me in every skill

They have put me on a painful drill

All my demons rendered jobless and pity

They have lost their complete identity

Men has effectively taken over my job

I never knew the I will face such gruesome rob

Your this creature is clever enough to do my work

Then why did you pushed me from heavens with jerk

Please arrange compaction of your heavens seat

Your heaven is very big to all the men to greet

You certainly need an expansion of your hell

Otherwise how this great population after doom will dwell

I beg my pardon for my gruesome mistake

Please! Please! Take me to the heaven back

My mind was awesomely mistaken and crak

That I assumed this creation just a fake

This is wonderful creation of great skill

There is no need of me and demons to make any drill

They are already for centuries are on war

In such quality they are certainly at par

I want to leave the earth and do my old job

I don’t need to do with this creation further hob nob

Please take back me to the heaven

You are merciful my mistakes may kindly be forgiven……..

DEMONS DRILL!!!!

Demons are dancing around me

One demon has pierced into me

It has pushed out my soul

It has taken me in full control

Demons are doing death dance

In between they are kissing doing romance

They are pushing me to dance

And saying don’t miss the chance

They are eating human flesh

And drinking human blood

They are saying it an awesome dyne

They have human limbs as pickles in brine

My inn is fighting tooth and nail

The demon inside me will terribly fail

I will not play its doll

It has to finally back roll

I will take its final toll

It has to certainly fall

I will not let demons to be free

I will not aloe them to ruin thee

The demons are in great number

But my will power is awake not slumber

They are going to certainly fail

The GOD blessed heart will certainly prevail

I will send all the demons to ultimate hell

There they will eternally dwell………..

JUST A DREAM!!!!

There are masked man digging the graves

They are building on the graves awesome caves

There is mystic flower odder very pungent

No one of the thugs have any matter to repent

The masked men making nest in the grave

That good rest the dead can have

There are bodies that followed true path

They are the one who have attracted this wrath

Ultimately the abode is ready

Every dead is getting ready steady

I am happy that my pain has gone

I have come out of the troubled zone

But suddenly I heard sound of scream

I immediately jumped out of the dream

My young child was jumping on bed eating ice cream

I felt unconscious that pain is still ahead

The road is still not clear days are still bad

I did wanted to wake up again

I am just fed up with the pain

BURRIED!!!!!

It is my journey to the last abode

I am walking with thousands on a metalled road

All the people are in hurry

They are those rejected of their curry

Everyone is in deep slurry

There is chaos and flurry

All are with tied legs and chained

The whole road is blood stained

There is different colour of men

All of them in severe pain

Everyone wants to reach abode

Full is the every corner of the road

They lived years hoping for the better

But the got is that only slaughter

Their dreams emotions sold for a penny

Though there were awesomely enjoying many

The end of the road is very near

The site of burial is very clear.

The weak of this land are in a hurry

Everyone wants to get under soil

And feel some rest to get burry………

BREACH!!!!

The petal of roses is

Mercilessly mutilated

And scattered on the floor

It is telling a story

That beautiful fragrance

Lost its glory

Door are closed

Windows are shut

That fragrance is

Not let to come out

It is closed in a hut

The garden on a breach

Silent is every ones

Tongue and speech

Tress passing is bliss

Forbidden is here

Love and kiss

The garden otherwise

Very handsome

But reduced to ransom

O GOD bless this garden

With the old glory again

The blood of my forefathers

Is going in vain

My heart is aching

I am in severe pain

Return the past

Of blissful disdain………..

Chapter two

A REAL BLISS!!!

When I had your first glimpse

The very first glance

It was the first moment

Very first chance

That a spark of love

Set ablaze

And a tender rose bud

Of love

Was unfolding

Into a flower of rose

In to my heart

And put it on

A fire in raze

Your fragrance

Was slowly piercing

Into my mind and soul

That your passion and

Love was my only goal

This love was

Of a kind

That it turned me blind

This feeling was

Travelling through

My spine

That I had never found it

In a whisky or wine

Your rosy lips

Put me in ecstasy

It was loves

Real fantasy

I forgot all the sorrows

Grief and pain

I became your

Obedient follower

And you

My respectful ordain

The entire world

Was changed with

Your blissful odour

I got a life

In a very pleasant

Very new colour……

WHERE IS THE PURPOSE?

When black clouds collide

And

Lightning strikes the earth

Sooner they repent

For their rage

And pour down

Their tears to the earth

Their fearsome cry

Is immediately buried

In peace

That the collision

Had a purpose

To bring earth live

And return its glory

They scatter

As empty fog in the sky

What a glorious story

How the come from

The oceans

To bring greenery

To the land barren

They really want this earth

To make a beautiful heaven

But there are some

Mystic clouds

Who never rain?

They only cause

A mirage

Endless pain

When we see the sky

We find that clouds are dry

There are horrendous

Clouds burst

They will paint the earth

With glum gloom grief

Which seems must?

They are host

Without any vision

They are covering

The sun rays

Without any reason………….

I DON’T PLAY A DOLL!!!!

When I was passing

Through a street

I found a garbage dump

A camels mysterious hump

I saw a child in rigs

Picking rags

I was stunned

And stood for a while

Why are you so pale

She replied

I am picking rags foe sale

I asked you read

In which class

She replied

My work is to kiss the ass

I don’t play with doll

I am an ugly face maul

I said, God has great dare

He has provided

For every creature

Where is your part of share?

She could not dare to tell

I was in a burning hell

I asked what is your class

She replied I could not pass

I asked where your parents are

They are waiting for the rigs collection

They will make an earning

To keep the stove of home burning

We will cook some grain

Then our bellies will be relieved of

Some pain

I asked don’t you think

You deserve more

She replied

Our house is without door

We are dwellers of huts

God has not blessed us guts

She murmured in a voice

Unheard

We are creature of the gutter

Our life is absurd

Empty is our purse

We are societies

Nasty curse…………

CAGED TO DEATH!!!!!

My mind is aching

Bones are breaking

Mind is boiling in a state