About The Poet
I am free spirited.I want to learn and try as many things as I can in my life.I am very competitive and love challenges. For leisure, I involve myself in artistic work or creativity but sleeping comes above everything. I love playing games may it be card games or online games. Food gives me pleasure and adventures give me thrills. I hold less regrets in my life and never let anything come in my way to evolve.
I am free spirited.I want to learn and try as many things as I can in my life.I am very competitive and love challenges. For leisure, I involve myself in artistic work or creativity but sleeping comes above everything. I love playing games may it be card games or online games. Food gives me pleasure and adventures give me thrills. I hold less regrets in my life and never let anything come in my way to evolve.
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TO THE MOON
Residing on the serene sky,
it's radiant face was like
a flower in the patch of grass.
It always deified Selene,.
the goddess of the loved,
and divine moon.
"What is that little thing
doing on the as yet calm cloud?",
the air in the sky thought.
Unseen was its hankering
for the cosmos and infinity.
The ill lit nights and friendless days
failed to dispirit this little soul.
All it wanted was its own
little smile to cheer it up,
till he reaches to its dream.
But how would it reach there?
Who would help it reach its destiny,
when everyone was busy fulfilling their own.
The sky was busy expanding till
wherever the human eye reaches,
the smoky clouds had a plan too-
of throwing up on the dry lands,
the air wanted to blow away.
Shutting its eyes, it started dreaming about the moon.
When it was conscious again,
it found itself on a leaf bright green.
To the moon was its dream
and destiny unfulfilled,
But to the leaf it found serenity.
To the leaf where the air blew it and the clouds threw it.
The sky had mirrored itself inverted on this pearl,
it's then when it realized,
the destiny it met with, had more
than it could ever achieve in its everlasting dream,
that the whole world helped it
in a way it could never recognize.
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HEY YOU
Hey you little girl I met
I know when you were little,
You cried for little usuals,
Like when someone ate your food
That's when you learned to share.
Yes, you slept in school whole day,
"Can I wash my face?", You asked.
The nazi said, "I don't know, can you?"
It's then when you learnt
That it's not can it's may.
I saw you growing up a bit
From staring candies to guys,
I see your innocent face,
When you get crazy with
Just one of his goodbyes.
You dreamt a lot but notional,
About a tale like romance,
You entered a wedding
In a cute black saree
And a pretty guy asked you to dance.
Hey you playful girl
I wish I had seen you
When you played cricket
When you wore boy's shorts
When you could have taught me too.
Yes, you are trying to figure
What you want to become
With a lot of people suggesting
I know might have been tough
But you my girl listen to no one.
A suggestion you might take
Live your life when you can
Go to places with your soul
And, also your soulmates,
Eat all the food you can
(Just vegan as you have no choice)
Make people wish about
A life like yours.
I know when you were little,
You cried for little usuals,
Like when someone ate your food
That's when you learned to share.
Yes, you slept in school whole day,
"Can I wash my face?", You asked.
The nazi said, "I don't know, can you?"
It's then when you learnt
That it's not can it's may.
I saw you growing up a bit
From staring candies to guys,
I see your innocent face,
When you get crazy with
Just one of his goodbyes.
You dreamt a lot but notional,
About a tale like romance,
You entered a wedding
In a cute black saree
And a pretty guy asked you to dance.
Hey you playful girl
I wish I had seen you
When you played cricket
When you wore boy's shorts
When you could have taught me too.
Yes, you are trying to figure
What you want to become
With a lot of people suggesting
I know might have been tough
But you my girl listen to no one.
A suggestion you might take
Live your life when you can
Go to places with your soul
And, also your soulmates,
Eat all the food you can
(Just vegan as you have no choice)
Make people wish about
A life like yours.
Image Credits: Laugh Love Quotes Colorful Life. QuotesGram
OVERWHELMED IN LOVE
Staring at the dramatic sky,
Almost cloudless
As if the big star
wants seclusion;
I sense a feeling
akin to that star.
It wants me to learn
to be wild, willful, unfettered
from a shackle
So passionate and beauteous,
A shackle called Love.
Knowing how undeniable it is,
I decide to overlook;
For even the sun would have fallen
For the dreamy moon.
I beseech someone needing an answer:
Should I inhume myself
In this perfidious
Yet wondrous shackle?
Or should I be my own lover?
Almost cloudless
As if the big star
wants seclusion;
I sense a feeling
akin to that star.
It wants me to learn
to be wild, willful, unfettered
from a shackle
So passionate and beauteous,
A shackle called Love.
Knowing how undeniable it is,
I decide to overlook;
For even the sun would have fallen
For the dreamy moon.
I beseech someone needing an answer:
Should I inhume myself
In this perfidious
Yet wondrous shackle?
Or should I be my own lover?
Image Credits: https://in.pinterest.com/themindsjournal/ Pinterest, The Minds Journal
ESCAPE
Ever wonder what it feels like
To be trapped inside a cube
Filled with brainiacs,
You being the only brainless?
Inverted like an hourglass
The people are falling like the sand
One raccoon in a room full of panda,
Pretty, useless sleepyheads.
Running behind the falsity,
Chasing the deceitful,
Our eyes being the only sense
And vision not being important.
Pieces of paper yet no wealth,
Dustbins filled more than stomachs,
Fake news and original fiction
Calling it the new paradox.
Taste a bit of peace and joy,
Forget the world, its harmful rays,
Break open the trap and run,
Run until you see light,
Until you find no more raccoons or pandas,
Until you find there's no one watching,
No one to be afraid of,
Where self love is the greatest love.
To be trapped inside a cube
Filled with brainiacs,
You being the only brainless?
Inverted like an hourglass
The people are falling like the sand
One raccoon in a room full of panda,
Pretty, useless sleepyheads.
Running behind the falsity,
Chasing the deceitful,
Our eyes being the only sense
And vision not being important.
Pieces of paper yet no wealth,
Dustbins filled more than stomachs,
Fake news and original fiction
Calling it the new paradox.
Taste a bit of peace and joy,
Forget the world, its harmful rays,
Break open the trap and run,
Run until you see light,
Until you find no more raccoons or pandas,
Until you find there's no one watching,
No one to be afraid of,
Where self love is the greatest love.
Picture Credits: https://www.123rf.com/photo_135706581_self-love-is-your-super-power-hand-written-inspiratioinal-lettering-motivating-modern-calligraphy-fl.html
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