Poetry

You

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You are the desire

I searched in opposite poles,

always peeping towards

the dead hole.

You held me from dropping down

and found me like some lost soul.

You are the ink that imprints my soul

with the joy of love,

the one I thought was never mine

and obliterated the scars of my life.

 

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Warrior Princess

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I have a soul mighty as a knight,

calm as a shrine.

I make my way on my own,

leaving a trail of inspiration behind.

Put me to trial

and I will win it like all the time.

I am a warrior princess

who fights to survive.

 

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Dear Mom

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Dear Mom,

When that tooth came off,

I first told you.

When I hurt my knee,

I ran to you.

When I was hungry away from home,

you came to my rescue with all recipes.

I am nothing without you by my side,

You are my strength, my conquer, my partner in crime.

A day isn’t enough to define you,

You are to be cherished lifetime

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The Love of a Mom

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The love of a mom

Wrapping me in lavender scented bear hugs,

She would do anything for us kids.

Cradling our fears away

with bedtime stories of saving the day.

The love of a mom

Fighting like our combat warrior,

to build a future so glorious.

You are the angel I seek in strange souls,

yet come back to you when my heart is sick,

You have shaped me towards my goal,

While saving me through all life nicks.

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Spring

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I rest in those fields to dream,

watching mother nature gleam.

The Rainbow tied by it seems,

Worlds can be so serene.

And the color took me like a queen,

when flowers bloomed and petals turned green.

Filled with energy I rejoiced the spring,

It’s the nature full of bling.

– – “Two Souls One Pen” Series by @aastiktasharma and @thepoetsong – –

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THUNDER

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Yes I know yesterday was hard,

it challenged you and left you hollow,

But remember streams continue to flow,

in spite of everything it swallow.

Stop complaining of the past,

you have a dream and you gotta be it’s protector.

You have the power of healing yourself,

so pick yourself up and grow stronger than ever.

Let the world know what they mocked,

leave them to mumble.

You are the boss,

and no one can steal your thunder.

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Bloom

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You are the song that

blooms me in the wild,

with a little touch of you,

I feel alive.

You are the sunshine of my world,

all I want is YOU to survive.

 

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Poetry

Second Chance

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When they first met each other,

she was six and he was nine,

Running through the fields together,

childhood games had already made up their mind.

When one was low,

the other got the sugary treats,

And when one did something wrong,

the other would stick through the heats.

Growing up together,

they were the bond that everyone admired.

The day he got down on one knee,

She had the biggest smile.

But life decided to play the part,

cos she got a heart that wouldn’t last.

Cried together with the fear of being apart,

Their destiny is in God’s hands,

who decides if they get a second chance.

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Desires

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Drumming the beats of desire,

Erupting like the long lost fire.

Stunned with the lessons of past,

Into the unknowns that life drafts.

Rising above all he embraced life,

Excited for a journey without a leg;

Something is going to be worthwhile.

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Mirror

Mirror mirror on the wall,

stop asking that question at all.

It’s never about the reflection you see,

it’s always what’s within after all.

A fair complexion isn’t the ideal color,

in fact, complexion isn’t the true judgement call.

Pretty isn’t what defines the beauty,

stop worrying to look like a doll.

Define the beauty your heart desires,

let it be the wrinkles or that old mole.

Be the carving of your true nature,

cos you are the Cinderella and the world is your ball.