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Ankita Madiwalar Poem
Here is a tale that will tell you,its all about being true.
Not all hearts have love into,
but the one which have got
will live the life like in dreams you do.
More than a decade ago,pre-teens they were though.
Friendship it was then,I know.
Destiny I think had something more,
Her beautiful face remained in his mind therefore.
He wished to stay there forever,
But life had its own plan further.
A tragedy he had to face,
Then the family left the place.
Her face he never forgot,
their moments he cherished a lot.
A wish he had to see her again
To ask if forever she would share his happiness and pain.
It's been 14 years,they grew up like strangers.
Even though their worlds changed,
his search for her never ended.
Nothing resulted positive,
Facebook too had nothing to give.
Then one day it happened in real!
Call it a coincidence or a miracle.
A little hope like a bright color,
From an old friend he got her number.
Knowing not Even whether she remembered him,
He went on to live his dream.
Today they are friends again,
Wish Him all the courage he has to gain,
To go on his knees for her and say:
"Would you like to share my last name?
Can we forever be the same?
Future is only with you what I see.
Will you marry me?"
Copyright © Ankita Madiwalar | Year Posted 2017
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Ankita Madiwalar Poem
I have picked up a gift today,
For him on his birthday.
Not chocolates,they melt.
Not flowers,they wither.
Its a cactus. Yes a cactus.
Its not colorful..
Colorful are those which will someday fade.
Its not blissful..
Blissful are those which will someday turn sad.
It is its own kind of beautiful.
I don't know our friendship will last how long..
But it will live for a lifetime asking him to stay strong..
My gift knows no end..
It will always remind him of his friend..
My gift is unusual,but very special.
Its a cactus . Yes a cactus.
Copyright © Ankita Madiwalar | Year Posted 2017
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Ankita Madiwalar Poem
Big world you live in, not everything is easy around.
You should stand for yourself, be the grass on the ground.
Roots being strong and deep, cold winds cannot harm you.
The rains only cause your growth, making the sky clear and blue.
Trust yourself, for special, is the life you have.
The sunshine will peek in someday, wait for it does not waive.
Remember, No matter how big you grow, do not forget where your roots are found.
Always be the grass on the ground.
Be the grass on the ground!
Copyright © Ankita Madiwalar | Year Posted 2017
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