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Beliefs
Beliefs!!, what are they??,
Some believe in night, some in day,
It can lead us to the brightest of roads,
May also take us to the darkest streets,
Help us fight the toughest of battles,
Can make us collapse like a pack of cards,
Sometimes the belief fluctuates with the situation,
Sometimes the day is too bright, the night refreshing.
True Friends
Friendship
is not about having dinner together,
its about asking why we are not having
it’s not about going on a trip together,
its about asking why we are not going
it’s not about enjoying happy times together
its about sharing our sorrows
it’s not only about advising
it’s about helping us reach our goals
it’s not about talking to each other
its about asking why we are not talking
it’s not about blaming each other
it’s about cursing someone together
True friends are rare, never let them go….
The Memories
#MiracleChallenge : Week – 10
Challenge No : 2
Write a Poem using below two prompt words –
* PEACEFUL * FANTASY
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When Relaxing with a peaceful mind,
The Past appeared like a fantasy ride.
Reliving memories which are only mine,
Dancing on the wavy tunes of time.
Linear it seems, but it’s always otherwise,
Depths of which can be maximized or minimized.
Happy times, pleasurable, difficult times unmeasurable,
The unknown and unreasonable now becomes palpable.
The selected ones, stirring and painful to keep,
Yet, in loneliness, those are the ones we seek.
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Indian Independence Day:69 Years of Freedom
And the vicious and obnoxious tree continues to grow, its fruits getting more poisonous, its branches and leaves continue to multiply, spreading hatred, its roots, becoming even more firm. Yes this is India’s one of the oldest trees, which manifests itself as the pride, self-centred-ness, and short sighted development of any group of people, this is the “Divide and Rule” policy. Will India ever behold the day when this tree is uprooted.
The Message
#MiracleChallenge : Week – 9
2. Write a Poem using below two prompt words –
*MAGIC *LIGHT
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After the night, i can feel the day,
time to start, in the same way
i feel so light, and i am filled with mirth
want to meet myriads of people on earth
without my noticing, i started to sing
song of my life and the magic it brings
i am rising with the rising sun
the orange ball, painting for fun
the air, the fragrance and the moisture
has the healing touch of mother nature
searching for the daily necessities
feeding my family and setting priorities
success or not, but I will try
the waves of my song will never dry
out of the spell, i woke up under the tree
and saw birds flying and chirping around me.
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Long Drive
orange eyes blinking
white ones staring
yellow, gazing from top
the red scary
definitely not of a fairy
occasional green a bliss
the blue one prominent
mixed ones incessant
driving is an experience!!!!..
Home Bound
with the cry, the curtains raised,
uncertain about what lies ahead,
map the present with the future,
surprising events at crucial junctures,
wild dreams, colourful songs,
decisions right and wrong,
darkness in patches,
to which the light matches,
long or short, sour or sweet,
our purpose we will achieve,
the open cage, with the curtains down,
dawn or night, we will be home bound.
Our Choice!
the drink was palatable,
although it was abominable
the luscious one bland,
although it was grand,
the acrid distasteful, post the cloying sip,
after the bitter, the sweet copacetic,
our bucket, the alchemist fills,
two glasses, our choice, it seems.
