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Disha Munot Poem
Stressless and cheerful is the childhood ,
We had nothing to do but only to play ,
Screams and laughs tastes of livelihood ,
For like glistening stars we lay .
Life so colourful ,
No eyebrows furrowed ,
But now so stressful ,
With smiles so narrowed .
Serious and caught up are we ,
No time to spare ,
Endless nights awake we be ,
The twinkling eyes so rare .
Its summer now the spring has passed ,
Lots of memories ,
Terribly missed ,
This is the reality away from the world of fantasies .
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Amid a stretch of darkness ,
You are my only hope ,
I know I have disappointed you ,
But with that I was even hurt.
I want to cry but nothing comes out ,
These unshed tears are waiting to be consoled by you ,
I regret my life ,
For I stand helpless .
Begging for forgiveness ,
My legs have given up ,
But I won't .
You say you won't look at me ,
Then why do I see your silhouette ,
I know your standing at the window,
Waiting for me to go .
But I say it very loud and slow ,
"I won't leave unless you forgive me ."
I know I have wronged you,
Misguided by my conscience.
But I promise you that won't happen again,
The heavy downpour ,
Is the reflection of my emotions ,
Standing here I know I deserve worst .
No one comes out to look at me ,
But I know you will ,
I am freezing here ,
Clattering my teeth I wait for you .
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Nature with your arms stretched around ,
You cradle those who once cared for you ,
Love and affection your land abounds ,
You sing mellifluously on an unreal view .
At night when silence falls lovers creep ,
You whisper we escape from a scream ,
For the loss of your friends you weep ,
But you still bloom with your eyes agleam .
The sun smiles brightly in the blue sky ,
And lightens up our dampened moods ,
Rushing rain so mild like a child's first cry ,
Sparkling green are your thick woods .
Nature showers her love unconditionally ,
Which makes me feel loved and airy .
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No language they speak, no senses
Trailing behind the trauma they wipe all the traces
The passionate flame they once burnt
Is now replenished with stale hurt
In the rhythmic rhythm of the craved waft
They yearn to endorse to this fading fate
Their endless embers astonishingly ablaze
Shooting fellow hearts they caste a crimson lace
Which connects their mirrored fingers
And witnesses their synchronised falter.
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Life goes on ;
Time never stops ,
People come and go ;
Work never ceases.
We're dwelling in the world of miseries ,
No one has time to sit and chat ,
Everyone has ups and downs ,
Until the right time we suffer .
Time travels fast ,
Don't brag about it ;
Witty brains who value it ,
Have glory and fame at their feet.
But the one who sits ideal ,
Like a statue cut in alabaster,
Although his blood is warm within , he does nothing,
And will sure cross paths with failure ,
So inspite of bragging about it ,
Abd harming our future ,
Why not utilise it ,
And have success within our grasp.
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Your heartache that day ,
To heal it you need me ,
The one you fancied backed away ,
But I would always be .
Occupy you in worries ,
Consumed by me is your strength ,
Bliss the moments we spend carries ,
All your agony vanished as I am your wealth .
Day - by - day you you will be taken to me ,
Have friends and family distant ,
All alone you come to me ,
I will greet you at any instant .
Steadily I will turn you wild ,
Make you fall from little height ,
No longer will you be mild ,
When the traitor's revealed you be gone might.
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Beast retrieved
who vowed never
strive...
Couldn't abide by words
gambled floods
Livid lethal lava
parched essence dwells
furnace no sedimentary
tar loiters.
Optimistically optimises
For future further
Luminous loop of life
Clear inscribed circle
Promises which to amend-
Shrunken.
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