Poetry_today

" Some people think that stars don't exist when its raining, but  they do exist in presence of a glow even it is raining . Mistakes are hidden if you give a light definitely you are going to shine. Accept it, mend it, don't repeat it.... " Today I  quarreled   With my soulmate  Which ended  At the end of the day With a golden  word Sorry! That was my mistake.  Sometimes I wonder What are  mistakes?  Are these some disaster  That breaks with A slightest effort  The thread that is weakest And has effect  Till time are hardest.  Are these mistakes  Some kind of alien?   That spreads its  Weird, solitude  And unloved nature That makes people Alone admist Of lovely people.  Are these mistakes  Some distracting poles?  That  refuses own  People's love and support That attracted them once Before the poles existed.   Mistakes are populate Taken in misunderstandings P...

Exclusive nature Exotic and eternal  Nurtures  mortal  creatures  A wonder to wonder Bliss and joyful Filled with warmth  Adds a comfort that soothes  In the blanket of mother Earth. Humans - a part Eternity  When differentiated   Inquisitive heart Got a reply patiently-  The impatient Behavior  Of such creations   Always a hurry and burry  In their pace  Decision shaking its shape  End results are all fake.  Boldness and Strength  That came hand in hand Patience approach  A glance of vision  Seeking intentions  Grabing  it on time  Creates an inspiration  Thought process  With the motion that- All is the matter of Tolerance in patience  That Gave them Their own  broach.  Contemporary world Exhausted and numb Always running  Rarely  analyzing  With a  bunch of keys  To open one lock  Confused and trembling  Again t...

In the dawn Burning orange sun Showed it's face Besides the clouds Under the rays of sun In the greenish tree, With an yellow little flowers I saw a bird with colourful feathers Getting ready for its new day Waiting eagerly for a new journey. Journey begins, Flies whole day Finds prey. Feeds youngones. Trains its wings. Makes ready for the next flight! Bird! Again a new journey But not with mother Alone to face world. Flies up to skies. Across mountains and rivers. Visits island, forest and deserts. Touches droplets of rain Strikes wild wind. Bridges sky and earth, Also two hearts and Serves telegraph. Bird! Differs themselves. Some spreads peace. Some spreads love. Some to sing. Some to dance. Some are wild. And some are soft. Performs symbol of good and bad. Safe to be wild than to be pet. Bliss to be free than to be caged. Wings are to fly and not to be caged. It sings alone and longs for its flight. Getting ready for a new day...

" Sometimes thought speak more than actions.... Transition in them is a bless please don't curse... " Thunder storm crossing  Over the highlands Covered with black storm  Heavy rain drizzled With a breeze flair Weeps out of labour  Handed a beautiful  Beauty which was Not spoken.  Transition in nature Hold a transition  Was only effects of  Culture, beauty  And nature  That transfered Their  character  their behaviour   Guessing what could  Be the reason for  Unspoken beauties' transition.  Own blood critics  Neighbour the judges To decide what will Be the future with a  New name called - Transgender.  Young girls unaware  Tolerating all inhuman.  Alone was the beauties Depressed for her  Ignored identity  Still she is criticized  Was that her fault  For the transition  Which resulted in  An elimination  From the loved ones.  With an aching sig...

Alone Being peace No one hurts her feelings Nor leech her energies. Solitude! The favourite word of her. Tires running day and night for earning. Rested for a while, And observed keenly! The world appears alluring. She enjoys pleasing breeze. And realised, Solitude makes a  man to think ! Rises great thinkers, creators and philosophers. Mends mind to Purify  soul. Heals all wounds  of life. Solitude varies loneliness. Unlike painful loneliness  Solitude is Peace! Not an isolation. Selflove never hurt or betray. Happiness is solitude Be your own reason  to cherish. Now,her mind is  Crystal clear and Stepped forward to  Walk on her way with her own companion.                              - Laksha

Two a number  So complicated    Mind connects to choose Scrolling the memories  Back and  forth  The dilemma I met before.  Opening my eyes  To this world so Bright  and gloomy  Starts exotic   Inquisitive game  Of the two.    Witnessed many  Never realized The power of two From blabbering  To the worth  of words From thinking  To taking action Experienced the growth.  First encounter with  The two to decide For the future  Whether to choose  or to accept -  The destiny or  The passion.  Double a trouble To carry on  Each with  its value  And its worth  This an option  That an opinion.  What next again a  Dilemma struck  Mind ponders  For choice or To choose.    Life still big question  Death an ultimate  Destination  Still striving to core To pick the best  For a peaceful rest.  ...

Different are faces Phases are different  Time to carry on Artist's  admiration  To face the faces  Went through phases.   Ecstatic  vibrations Jubilant nature  Indicates mind to portray Everlasting  Beautific  Human face  Holding a sketch To an appealing face That faced many phase. Dot stretched out to read Wide opened  conveying emotions  To aspire Ability to see foreseeable Goggled eyes turns Sunken red- rimmed and dim .  Long elongted -an essential sense Gives life to soul Stops with death Power to sense essence Diminish near ends.  Stroke for lips like rose red  Holds a bliss  Curve that extends upward Losing its bind came downwards Specialized for communication Now prattles like child. Broad bald  forehead  Shapes a face   its shape Now carries lines wrinkled Cascades of black hair Grows gray.  Thoughts thought to content With brooding curious face Imagination fails Sombre...