Poems By Vinit

Sorry When an emotional injury takes place The body enters a depression The matter of pain gets tougher to Remember the memories And thyself is the one who heals the problem The only thing needed is support from duside The easy gets saying The tougher gets baring You know I know That we want to apologize But being shy is the sole purpose for the mankind problems ' But no Why should I ' Should I want So I And I finally said sorry.....                                        Vinit......

My breaking friendship The bus stand was filled with sorrow And the birds chirped worries The environment just got a fearful cry The things had it all The clouds were about to burst So was the condition of my heart When the sole best friend of mine Broke the friendship Cause of the silly misunderstandings That lie with little quarrels And Alas! My best friend left me.........                                                                       -Vinit F™

The back bench guys I'd love to go to school But never make the teachers fool What I just understood Was The Back Benchers Union The were born bulliers And some were almost failures They commented on teachers Just like one commented on a mere mad person And took every chance to eat in teaching period From things like Tiffin to Mobiles all were operated here Oh for God's sake Are they really a students And I met 'The Back Bench Guys'                     -Vinit F.™

My Childhood Friend Do you recall Many years ago When we're young How we used to play together Every day? It seems like yesterday The childhood world Of clowns and cotton candies And the days  That never seemed to end  When we played often  From four in the evening to the dusk  Then set outside of someone's house  And listened to the trending songs And we'd talk about our dreams What we'd do when we grew up Do you remember the vacations When we got the training wheels off our bikes And we were free to explore the world In an afternoon The street which seemed to be our own Those days passed by furtively And we grew up And we thought that we're too grown ups And when I see you now You've changed in ways I can't explain Won't you come to play O my childhood friend For we're still so young                             - Vinit F.™

My best friend Today I met a great new friend Who knew me right away It was funny how he understood All the friendly talks He listened to me I listened to him We talked about all the Problems We'd solve He didn't interrupt me Or commented on my funny mistakes I wanted him to understand How much he meant to me And realized that my new friend Was nothing but a mirror                                       -Vinit F.™