Details |
Sudhanshu 'Dazy' Sharma Poem
In my backyard glade,
where wildflowers bloomed,
I danced with the butterflies,
my worries consumed.
A sturdy old tree,
with branches so wide,
became my fortress,
my secret place to hide.
We’d climb to the top,
the world felt so grand,
with dreams painted brightly,
my friends at my hand.
We’d race through the fields,
hearts bursting with glee,
Imagining mighty castles,
as bold as could be.
With sticks as our swords,
we’d conquer the land,
in kingdoms of make-believe,
together we’d stand.
As the sun dipped low,
and the sky turned to gold,
we’d gather our treasures,
stories to be told.
A pocket of marbles,
a shiny smooth stone,
each treasure a memory,
forever my own.
With whispers of secrets,
beneath starlit skies,
counting the fireflies,
making wishes that rise.
In those fleeting moments,
when time felt so still,
the magic of childhood
fulfilled every thrill.
Years slipped away,
like leaves in the breeze,
but laughter still echoes,
carried on memories.
For in every heartbeat,
in every sweet smile,
I hold onto glimmers,
that joy all the while.
So here’s to those days,
to the friends that I knew,
to the simple adventures
that shaped me and you.
In the garden of youth,
where my spirit would play,
one of my fondest treasures
is never far away.
Copyright © Sudhanshu 'Dazy' Sharma | Year Posted 2024
|
Details |
Sudhanshu 'Dazy' Sharma Poem
----by Sudhanshu Sharma
When I got apex of this world,
I realised that how bad I was
I faced my dark side,
Who had demonous and despire paws.
At apex everything was farrago,
and I was not getting any way to go,
That was a very stir place,
and I didn't knew what next I had to face.
There was not any shine,
Which looks like that sun has gone to bed for lifetime,
The land was full of deadbodies as a clutter,
But I was very hungry; and moved forward in search of bread and butter.
I was lacking my self confidence,
and was loosing my consciousness,
that all were making me lazy,
as I was going to become crazy.
Suddenly, there was an echo from dark-sky,
It was like someone saying me not to cry,
I stopped crying and got a shine,
That was a shine of confidence.
Confidence is inside me and you
which is similar to a great flu,
It always helps you to win over your rivals
and once you will beat your rivals, then you would start liking to face riddles.
Copyright © Sudhanshu 'Dazy' Sharma | Year Posted 2020
|