Here today sitting idle, I was turning the pages of my poetry notebook. From grade ninth to grade ten I wrote about forty eight poems both in English and Hindi. There were three poems of mine I always liked. Just felt like sharing it . Here it goes.. Sorry no titles as such..
1) Fighting the dark
Fighting the fear
Lighting the spark
With all that care
Closing the eyes
To see no hate
That's being wise
And not by fate
Sharpening the mind
To get a sweet fruit
One of a kind
Tightened from the roots
Working very carefully
To commit no clanger
Admiring yourself respectfully
To have no danger
This is all you to cling
To rest upon your heart
To let the eyes blink
With no unfinished part
2) There's change in the soul
There's change in the mind
There's change in the heart
Of all that kind
There's change in the character
There's change in the thoughts
There's change in the feelings
Of all that sought
The villain ruling inside
burns into ashes
Some calm thing emerges
Leading further no clashes
Thinking day and night
What is this all about
Its nothing but forgiveness
Throwing all bitterness out.
3) The treasure
The pleasure
Which no one can measure
The wheel
The feel
Which no one can seal
The lane
The sane
Which is all to gain
The moon
The boon
Which is not till noon
The time
The rhyme
Which when forgotten is a crime
The door
The core
Yes ! Its friendship a lot more.....
Well I don't know where these thoughts came from. Are they good? I liked them then. Do I like them now ?
1) Fighting the dark
Fighting the fear
Lighting the spark
With all that care
Closing the eyes
To see no hate
That's being wise
And not by fate
Sharpening the mind
To get a sweet fruit
One of a kind
Tightened from the roots
Working very carefully
To commit no clanger
Admiring yourself respectfully
To have no danger
This is all you to cling
To rest upon your heart
To let the eyes blink
With no unfinished part
2) There's change in the soul
There's change in the mind
There's change in the heart
Of all that kind
There's change in the character
There's change in the thoughts
There's change in the feelings
Of all that sought
The villain ruling inside
burns into ashes
Some calm thing emerges
Leading further no clashes
Thinking day and night
What is this all about
Its nothing but forgiveness
Throwing all bitterness out.
3) The treasure
The pleasure
Which no one can measure
The wheel
The feel
Which no one can seal
The lane
The sane
Which is all to gain
The moon
The boon
Which is not till noon
The time
The rhyme
Which when forgotten is a crime
The door
The core
Yes ! Its friendship a lot more.....
Well I don't know where these thoughts came from. Are they good? I liked them then. Do I like them now ?
:) I love them.
ReplyDeleteReally ? Thank you dear :) love <3
ReplyDeleteMakes me nostalgic Tanmaya <3
ReplyDeleteMe too. <3
DeleteThank you for the lovely comment :D
ReplyDeleteI loved this post :D :D
*loads of love* :*
Thank you so much. Makes me feel glad when my old poetry is liked by great writers like you. :)
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