Poetry

Poetry

Call of Autumn

The cool zephyr gently whispers In the ears of trees that stand tall, Leaves pirouette to autumn's call Dazzling in myriad colors. Spreading the crowned canopy, In shades of crimson, auburn and amber, Like the soft tresses of a heavenly damsel Coquettishly spread across the boughs, The trees tether to ...
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La’Battalia

It's an ever-growing bee line They've been waiting since forever Angst cough and impatience fever When was the last time things were fine? White coated soldiers fight Saving people’s lives recklessly Without caring for their own. Bearing insults and frustration People who recently crowded to party, Now form a mob ...
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Seeking Salvation

In search of the elysian fields, Meandering lands, jaunting seas, I pursued the elusive peace, Allured by the power it wields. Wading through the throes of life, Vanquishing strife, achieving goals, Meeting earthly standards of success, Doused in opulence, envied by peers, With a treasure trove and a beautiful wife, ...
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It’s My Life

On the crossroads of Life I stand Pondering which path I should take And whatever choice I shall make Won't you be there to hold my hand? Dad, you've carved a niche for yourself in your career I'm proud to be known as your son I know that you care ...
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Crumpled

Life's best phase is being a child, Laden with happiness and joy. A mind that just knows to enjoy With imaginations so wild. Delicate like a flower,  Soft as a feather, very fragile,  Ready to be moulded,  Into whatever the future promises The child, is naive and innocent,  Is that ...
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Soul Free

Wish I could fly over the sea To a land far away, unknown Where it'll just be me, a soul lone There, I'd write my heart out, in glee. I sit staring at the sky azure Wondering if it'd drench me too In its hues sapphire, just like the sea ...
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