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Anakha A R Poem
A journey that beckons to explore and expand,
Awaits to awaken my spirits,
A path unwinding, where I take my length,
One false move opens the Pandora's box,
Shatters the bricks and mortar of my dreams,
But I'll arise just like the Thar,
I'll take the leap, into the great unknown,
My heart's desire, my soul's deepest design,
The passion that burns, a soul alight,
Aerospace, a realm where my heart surprises,
A relentless pursuit, to explore,
Design and build cosmic messengers,
The thrill beyond compare,
For people, sky is the limit,
For me, sky is my home to foster my dreams,
Let the flame in me, guide me through,
Fan the flames of curiosity,
Inspired by space and the celestial chariots!
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In the hustle, often we stray,
From the little things, that sparkle the day,
A golden elixir, the beauty of a day unfolding,
The chirping cuckoo, greet your day,
A melody plays, lifting your mood.
Racing clock and rushing feet.
Afternoon's radiance, cotton balls on sapphire sky,
Soft whispers of breeze, through curly hair's gentle care,
The murmur of voices, in discussions so free,
A vibrant atmosphere, of curiosity,
A gentle reminder, of life's simple delight.
The gentle flutter, of wings homeward bound,
Sunset's fiery dance, on the horizon,
Stars beginning to twinkle, like diamonds,
The moon becomes the highlight.
The golden ambiance, of streetlights shining high,
A reassuring presence, as the stars go by.
Night's silence, with shadows so deep,
The rhythmic hum, of crickets' gentle beat,
A soothing serenade, all night long.
In the hustle, we often stray,
From life's little moments, that make each day.
So let's slow down, and take a deep breath,
And cherish the beauty, in life's everyday depth.
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Seventeen years of memories,
Memories we created,
Forever to be won,
Your absence leaves a gaping hole,
A missing piece that can never be whole.
In silence, I hear your voice,
A treasure of stories,a heartfelt choice,
Lessons learnt and memories to spare,
You'd tell me your twists and turns,
That I'd listen wide-eyed,
With a heart that's on fire,
I'll carry your love & legacy,
And strive to make you proud.
Your legacy lives on,
A love that's timeless,
A memory that's forever divine,
You pushed me to reach the stars,
To chase my dreams, bold and fearless,
A guiding light, that shines through,
Life's joy & pain.
Summer holidays were the best part,
Grandpa's treats, a symphony of delight,
Four little hands reached for the treat,
A treasure to share,
sparkled a friendly battle,
with love and care,
But in the end, we all agreed,
Grandpa's love was the greatest treat.
No words to describe the Biriyani,
The aroma still fresh and fine,
Grandpa's recipe, a love letter to taste,
Grandma's cooking, a heartfelt reply,
Together they'd create a culinary delight,
A taste of memories,
That I'll always win.
A grandpa like him,
A treasure so rare,
A blessing to cherish,
A Love beyond compare,
Memories of grandad linger on,
A bittersweet reminder of love that's gone,
A constant presence, that soothes my pain...
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What if humans fled to a distant star?
Seeking a better world, but traveling far?
Missing the truth, that Earth was the best.
Leaving behind a planet, to find eternal rest.
Two paths lay ahead, for Mother Earth to roam.
A path of rebirth, or a destructive home.
She chose the path of renewal, where memories bloom.
Cribbing years together, about a species in tune.
The architectures crumble, as relics of the past.
Books that once held knowledge, now decay so fast.
The buildings whisper secrets, with a haunted sigh.
As elephants and wolves roam, with a curious, wandering eye.
Tigers and leopards stalk, through the empty streets.
Ruling over a kingdom, where humans once held seats.
But as the centuries pass, Mother Earth begins to heal.
Embracing the wild, and all its secrets reveal.
If Mother Earth chose to regenerate the wild,
she unleashes her power, in a symphony of storms.
The tsunamis rise high, the earthquakes hit and fade.
She flushes out the human inventions, and a new world is made.
Oh, there go the buildings that stood tall long ago.
Through this furious storm, she purifies herself, and starts anew.
She recreates the creatures with care, and fosters them with love.
She learns from her mistake, the mistake of evolution from above.
The ecosystem regenerates, in harmony and balance true.
Streams flow in the mountains, animals roam the planets anew.
Life bursts forth in vibrant hues, as Mother Earth starts to thrive.
She forgets the past, but learns from it, and a new world comes alive.
She creates magical elements, elements that will never harm.
Till the sun never rises, till she loses her form.
But for now, she shines so bright, in all her radiant might.
A new dawn breaks, and Mother Earth takes flight.
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Your Rhythm, a gentle breeze
swirls the emotions
and guide me through maze
of life, i learnt lately
Your imageries, a telescope
amplified the bitter truth
But, wasn't it a gem to be seen
Your words, an enchanting soul
sparkle the page, making me whole
brushstrokes of magical art
paints a picture that touches my heart
So does it pierce
with unvarnished truth
a soul crushing existence
hopeless nights and desperate days
2 years ago seems like history
History of glorious times
Lets navigate
Not to the past
but to your poem
Your message, beacon in the night,
shields me like a knight
Oh!I am grateful
A river to flow
deafened by the dose of reality
Your craft, mastery of essence
Echoes emotions that never depart
Your art, a reflection of soul
Inspires to thank you wholeheartedly
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