November-Poem


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Hello November , you are the shade of early winter

Cozi & choosy to sleep, I don’t want to step out my feet,

Sneezing & freezing ,I feel the weather is changing.

Celebration & wedding , Its time to end the year of seventeen(17).

Love week will start soon , I wish I will get my groom.

Thousands of crackers blow soon , I’s the Christmas eve bro

Missing & blushing ,I love to get my all dreams plugin

will soon in eighteen (18), and remember seventeen(17).

 

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Have less time to Live-Poem


less time to live

Few days left & I am going to die soon………..

My heart wants to beat more but my condition won’t allow

Is my life sucks or my people.

My Eyes want to blink more but my dark-circles won’t allow

Is my tears sucks or my vision.

My hands want to hold you long but strength won’t allow

Is my love sucks or my addiction.

Soon I’ll leave this world with no take-back

Is my innocence sucks or my wisdom.

Love will stay there But I may not present

Is my voice  sucks or my silence.

 

In remembrance of my soul.

 

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Childhood memories


Childhood memories

Things you have left will always present in your memories & so your childhood too

I know my childhood was too good to remember it again & again. I have blessed with so much of love from parents , friends , teachers and all.

Friends with whom I  play , share things & tease. I remember each & every day of my childhood from good to bad situations , Love to hate , cycle to scooty , skirts to jeans , suit to saree each and every part of my childhood gives a big laugh on my face and I always think that why we grownup and have so many responsibilities .

I donot want to loose my inner child ever . I love that child in me and I want to make it alive till my death.

I know I  loose some of my precious friends but their memories will always there in my mind. Whenever I remember our laugh with loud & loud voice my inner child say ..Hey! there u are ,this is the real you.

A real me is when I find my childhood in me. I become pure & sweet like a baby girl who doesn’t want to hurt anyone and just seeking love from all.

A small poem of my childhood:

One two three we are like bestie

together & together we have friendship feather 

One day we remember each other

like a sister from another mother.

Remember your best friends always as they were & are your strong base of life.

 

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Let the bird fly


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I have listen you crippling sadly & seen your dreams to fly

Your cage may not pamper you and so your food

I saw you calling your mates from ground to so high

Your voice may not help you and so your barrier

I have  seen their movements change  in due course

They’re a restless lot , their struggles relentless

 But their desire to fly is boundless

I want to let you free & see you flying

Your heart feel happiness & so your world too.

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Weather


Weather

WEATHER

When ever you change ,it creates some sound,

Momma & Dadda hide me in their arms.

Your color goes change ,my eyes goes wide,

Its a time to see the storm.

Under my umbrella ,I like to feel the drops of rain,

Its happy tapping of pitter-patter plops.

During the storm , the strong wind blows,

The sky is wild & the rainwater flows.

Something happened to the trees ,

It started with a chilly breeze.

I love  your presence when I am at the home 

sometimes got scare when move to outside.

 

 

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Prison ” Heart-melting Poem”


prisoner

Your darkness will not make me black  , I have colors in my heart

The time I passed here is just gave me shock.

Your silence will not make me deaf , I have sounds in my mind

The pain I have bear is just make me realize.

Your less space will not make me introvert , I have extrovert thoughts

The negligence I have seen here is just make me awake

Your barrier will not stop my dreams , I have imagination power

The broken people I have been with is just make me cry

Your posses time will not hold me here any more

The freedom I have seen in my dreams is now alive.

 

 

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