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Best Poems Written by Prisha Shrivastava

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What Emotions Wanna Say

Today's generation has lost the sense of emotions.
What they call pain, anger and happiness is all a simple imagination.
Let me tell you life is a movie, yes, i repeat, life is a movie, in which you are the you are the producer , you are the director , you are the actor and you yourself are the story.
To make this story of yours appealing you will always have to add a pinch of feelings.
My friends usually come to me saying that they are full of depression; but very soon i realize that it is all overreaction.
Social life usually ditches, the people who shed tears are mostly the smile bearers .
While the one who flaunt their smiles are the real pain sufferers .
Many will put a broken heart in their bios and tend to show their sorrow, but dude do you even know the meaning of a broken heart.
Have you ever seen a mother who has lost her child and was not able to see him or her for the last time ;the feeling which surrounds her at that time and tears her apart every passing second is what is called as a broken heart.
A multiple smiley emojis do not actually make you happy , have you ever seen a child who was lost in a supermarket only for a few minutes ,but on seeing his parents the feeling which surrounds him is what is called as joy ,which has no bounds.
Love too is a feeling that shines bright throughout the day, and holds together in everyway.
Anger is a special emotion, guys please no commotion. i know it sounds a bit hazy but listen to me clearly. This emotion is shown by people who adore you, and those certainly are a few .Respect them because such humans are no less than jewels.
Let's hop onto fear, which will never leave you dear. Fear can be of anything , water , height , nights and sometimes even when you suddenly look at the mirror.
You cannot get rid of it and there is no time to resist , fighting it remains the only trick to overcome all fears and have beautiful upcoming years.
Trust ,never ever break or certainly your life is at stake . It takes years to earn and seconds to burn.
Emotions are many , many that i haven't talked about, because if i do you surely gonna be on a roundabout sitting with utter confusion and doubt, that why am i even here.
Guys my main motive was to tell you that don't play with emotions , that might feel like fun in the starting , but can leave you startling
Be yourself don't fake emotions , show what you feel it's not a big deal

thank you

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Home- a Place Where I Can Go

The blue coloured walls
with a roof and a floor ,
i call it a home .

A large peepal tree 
covers it and provides shade,
a nest on tree does not let its beauty fade.

A small  verandah with railings ,
where my kids  keep on playing ,
dark brown doors and windows 
will remind me of my vows.

A buddha painted on the wall
will add to the peace and luxury overall.
HOME a place where i can go
and would want my children to grow.

The  light brow wooden furniture and  yellow plush sofas 
will remind you all of a big stuffed samosas.
The texture on the walls
and an cupboard for all my handmade shawls, 
will cover the bedroom hall.

The shin steel utensils
light up the dull kitchen drawers.
The tiles on the wall
will remind you of a waterfall.

then comes the children's room, my favorite one.
When you will enter  and sit on the chairs, so very fluffy
you are surely gonna dose off in a jiffy.

The trophies and medals 
decorate the pale white shelves.
The toughened glass cupboard
will surely be adored.

Alexa fills the room with melody all over,
as artificial intelligence can not ignored.
Security will be priority
so the corners will have cameras in warranty.

My drawings cover each and every room with focus light,
the frames will have all the pictures of people that i care about.
All this will give my house a concrete shape ,
where memories is what i will create.

This is my home miles away from rome,
where the doors will always be open for you,
thank you

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Teach Them About Failure Too

From infants, to the tender age of adolescence ,
our parents taught us to walk on the path of success,
a single road with multiple diversions.
All we heard were people reaching zenith and achieving glory.
But the child on the road was unaware as the little facts were untold.
The road ,narrow and crowded ,diverged into a dark path dark and scary, often misleading, it was called ' failure".
No one told the little one what this path would cost , it was a path not a dead end , it was to be crossed.
The child could not find his way across, the adrenaline kicked in and depression covered his thoughts.
He wondered why was he not told about failure , why people who joined him on the journey were now no where around, silence and loneliness was all that surrounds.
He could not bear all this , and slowly he ended up in the act of reminiscence .
He had given up hope , breath slowed and the heart was now in asystole .
Breathed his last but the message was delivered , strong and loud.
Teach about failure or else one day your child will end up on the same path.

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Death of a Melodic Soul

Her depression drones
an endless dirge
and proffers toxins,
sliding between space
that lied between his rhythm and ruin
that rejoiced her melodic destruction.

Embraced by shadows
and loved by not a soul
as the phantom consumes
the entire light
as she lies stripped bare
in a grave filled with bones.

They whisper their tear soaked songs
the intoxicating  sweet scent of sorrow,
surrounds .

Ending so artistry,
with the fulmination of stars
a supernova be adorn,
goodbye to the soul
turning to be the artifact of the passage of time
only evidence  of her condition
was the grave with her name
itched in bold.

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Quarantine

Q- Quit  all the hangouts , parties, you desperately want
U- Underground you remain, or in the hospital you might be found
A- A virus has attacked
R- Rich economy, now remains ransacked
A-Attested , that million died
N-New normal has been defined 
T-Take your position at an arms length or you might be fined
I-Injunctions are many to be followed , in order to get a better tomorrow
N-Nevertheless , there is nothing to worry about
E-Equanimity, is all you need to care about

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Rosebeds-A Poem From a Dying Wife To a Dead Husband

R- rare is the person , i have lost, red are the roses i still have, to remind me of what all he had cost.

O- oh! my lord , keep him safe , protect him always if demons attack just in case.

S- sufferings will reduce, the journey shall continue, shortly i will see you maybe in a year or two.

E- early the time has come the doctors say, nothing to worry the pain will sway away, anyways i am happy everything is happening the god's way.

B- breath i used to feel against my neck has been long gone, every day and every passing second i think about you from dusk till dawn.

E- enervated now i feel , as i have lost all my zeal , it all feels unreal, but soon shall all heal.

D- death bed is ready, it all feels a bit scary, days are less wishes are many, time is less dreams are many, one of them is you at least this one will be true.

S- sweven bout me till then, death is a part of life but i will always be your wife even in the afterlife. AMEN!!

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Reborn

To all the frontline workers, if u ever feel tired just wake up 
 early in the morning, wander into a garden ,when everyone still in bed retired

You lie down on your back and put your hands under your neck
look up in the sky, and there you  will see a bright white star shining up high
that star is you ,stars don't shine if darkness does not come through

Now slowly close your beautiful eyes and feels the breeze go by
collect the calmness and search for your lost happiness.

Open your hair and let them be touched  by the gentle air
your head will feel light, even on tiring and sleepless nights

Take a deep breathe and trust your expertise
some loved ones  are lost some are safe, but promise me you will leave no effort left even in the worst case.

Enjoy the quintessential stridulations of a cricket, and let go the words of the critic,
people who share with u grievance, will be the ones to pass on your story of perseverance.

Set a goal short and comprise, let your life glamourize
now slowly open your eyes with the morning sunrise.

You will feel the optimism and energy
to the start a day  that will not be ordinary.

No need to panic, i know 
 you will make it past, the worst days of the pandemic.

It's fine if you feel low and mourn
but remember there awaits your bourn
get up now it's time to" REBORN"

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Demons of Dark

Embrace the shadows
the sun has banished
darkness has swept in
monsters have risen
now,
it's time to feed the demons

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Act of Evil

As you pass by my grave
all covered in roses
whistle a dirge
sit down and pretend you care
afterall you were the reason 
i drowned

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Khushboo of My Life

A sense of euphoria grips me from head to toe.
When i think about the memories we share,
from those fun times to the most vulnerable moments.
My hands feel numb
eyes feel saggy
legs feel tired
the heart palpitates.
the breathe feels wheezy.
I just want to unravel the fabric stitched into highways
and tear away distance between us.
In  my dreams you came and said
"Dilan i love you," but it's ephemeral.
With hard feelings i have to say, i never met you
but your presence surrounded me every moment that passed.
A puffed up ego is what i had until you came in my life and those frowns turned into smiles.
You being the typical biology student once said" It requires 64 muscles to frown but only 18 to smile, so why put yourself in so much trouble and hardwork."
I laughed at those words every time i read our chats.
The vibes we had were so pure, that you always made me feel secure.
The day will come soon,
when we will be together.
A fresh revelation of passion
a long hug and no distance to bother,
just you and me forever.
My love for you will never subside,
thank you,
 for being  the khushboo of my life.