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The lilac suit💜

- May 20, 2021

Rose's point of view I was headed to a day, That ought to be just the same. The filings and paperwork, Which others might call lame. Today I was excited, To start a project I longed! I saw someone new there, Walking to the office I belonged. Yes, he did look good. Justifying the girls' stare. But he did look flustered, That, he had to bear. I did not mind much, But I heard someone say, He was the billionaire's son! Oh, it was going to be an interesting day! Soon he was crowded, Like bees on a hive. Oh if I were there, I'm sure I wouldn't be alive! Oh he must be a prat, An arrogant one for sure. The son of his father, This arrogance had no cure. I noticed the girls, Around him, they buzzed. The guys were influenced too, Oh how much they fussed! "Just another rich guy With no talent", I thought. Walking up to my cabin, Rushing through the lot. Soon there I sat, With him, I talked. We joked about my lilac suit, He was better than I thought! ---Ishita💜--- Ro...

Everyday- Mother's day!

- April 22, 2021

Mom, how wonderful you are! You are true ataraxia. You see things beautiful than they are, I love you like bibliosmia. You are Pulchritudinous! Taught me everything I know. You are as blissful as blessings! As serene as Petrichor! You wake at Aurora, And do work so much. Even a stone can be gold, Just by your mere touch. You are the one, Like whom I want to be. I love the vibe around you, You're like apricity. You are a blessing, That God has gifted me. You shine like a gem, And you're calm like the sea! You know how much, I do adore you. You inspire me so much, I'm glad to know you. --Ishita-- The one who gives up their piece of food when they've not even eaten it, then that one person is a mother. A mother's love is so blissful and innocent. It is like praying without conditions. Just peaceful and pure. Methaphorically, a mother is the air that you need not feel around you always, but just her presence around you makes you able to breathe. A mother's love is...

Everyone Has A Story- 2

- March 25, 2021

Rock like a Rock! I've been here forever, I've lived thousands of years. I've seen so many stories, Many smiles and many tears. I laid still on the road, And so many kicked me. But someone once shaped me, Then many worshipped me. The one who saw , The beauty I possessed, Captured me in a memory, And kept as a quest. They threw me up, And tried to break me. They never did, Instead made more out of me. I was a rock once, then a stone on heath. I was then a pebble small, who was crushed to death. But i did not die, I just became sand. who was once so strong, just became part of the land... --Ishita-- How INSIGNIFICANT these rocks are and still how much important they tend to be! And 'Insignificant' is the correct word because it gets invisible to us. It is there but we just can't tend to notice it. The fun things about old objects is that they've seen so much. They have witnessed so many stories, so many happy endings as well as many tragical tales. The rocks...

A Travel Blog?!

- March 18, 2021

TRAVEL \ Oh to travel Is to visit a different world To see places never seen & things we've never heard. I've travelled in a train And ran with the winds Now I sat in a plane And flew without wings. I swam over the clouds And ran in the sky Over the world I was Oh so high I saw the world Which I never knew So high buildings And so many things new Alas the trip ended And heavy was my heart For the place had a piece in it And the piece I had to part Perhaps it was the journey That made me cry Or maybe it was the feeling Of saying Goodbye... -- ISHITA💜 Travelling is always a wonderful way to explore the miraculous mysteries of the World. "The world is a book and those who don't travel read only one chapter of it." There is a joy in the Journey more than we can anticipate. I've always loved travelling and visiting nature. We reconnect to nature when we explore it. Travelling is a way to see how tiny and irrecognisable we are in such an enormous World. W...

The World Of Possibilities!!

- February 25, 2021

Anything You Wish! Thought she always, "Magnificent it would be, To be anything you wish, Anyone you want to be" She was right yet not so, She can live her wish. Anything she thought, Any of her dreams childish... She can live her life the one she longed for. Live in the sea, Or she could world explore. She is so smart. She's her own queen. She can live her life fully, And live her Dream. Oh, how nice is the world! Though full of imbecilities. She should be keen to live in the world of possibilities... --ISHITA💜 'She' is a girl with an impeccable imagination. She wishes to live in a world where she can be anything, but she wrong in a way that she must not dwell to live in such a world because it is possible in the one she resides. Every girl, woman and lady is a queen of her own kingdom. Though it is the king that is the main piece in chess, it is the queen that is the most and foremost important in the game. The king can move only near his squares, it is a quee...

A New Point Of View!!!

- February 04, 2021

The Leader We Need..! "God bless the king" Is the song they sing, Who knows all Yet speaks nothing. He walks on poor and climbs again. How is he great, If he helps no men? Great is the one- Who fights for all. Lives for poor, And for them, he falls. He can think- He can win. He waits for the chance, To defeat the king. The world would turn just so nice, With a leader who For his people can sacrifice.. . -ISHITA💜 This poem is an irony to today's condition. The leaders who get ascended to the throne are not capable of it nor do they understand it's importance. They don't know it's value.. While some of us might even be able to name them, all us understand that the world needs someone to look after them , not look on them. Every human has a tendency to look after it's own, that is what we've looked around. But we need to be selfless, giving importance to ignored. It is not the poor that are crushed by the kings, it is us, the ignored and normal people; ...

Everyone Has A Story!

- January 21, 2021

LIFE OF GRASS!💚 During monsoon season, A bird drops a seed, On a barren land, Grows up a weed. Slowly growing up He looks around; To many of the same kind, He is happy to found! Yes, He is now ready, -ready to dream, But while cutting him, 'Save Me' won't he scream? The colourful sunlight, Is now turned black. He is no longer happy, For he had a short life to pack! This poem is very sentimental but it happens to have a very chucklesome story behind it. I love writing poems after exams when my paper is completed. Our brain is already racing and the silence adds to quick thinking. So this poem was written after my Drawing paper. The funny thing is that I got the idea to write about it from a question. I read the word 'grass' and thought," Wouldn't it be nice to write a poem on grass?" Inspite of the story behind it, the poem beautifully depicts the story of nature. Nature gives us so many things unknowingly. We should be grateful for it. How little and...

A Corona In Disguise!!

- January 14, 2021

CoRoNa TiMeS😢 Around the time, We eat fruits ripe. Look at us all today, Who are stuck in Quarantine. The world is troubled By a virus so small. I wonder if it was- Mother Nature's call? The animals are happy- Pollution has decreased, Many Positive aspects, Even the Ozone has healed. Yet we are punished- Humans who've committed sins, This phase will end soon May humanity win. So learn from this The problems we face Are due to us The selfish human race This pandemic came For humans to know To remember the forgotten We reap what we sow... -- ISHITA 💓 Every poet has a source of inspiration. I have always enjoyed writing poems and jot down my thoughts and pour my feelings into them. For this poem, my inspiration was LOCKDOWN. Now, you might be wondering how is it a source of INSPIRATION?! We all got bored in lockdown? True. But it also gave us so much time; to think, to enjoy and to express gratitude. It was a blessing in disguise. We may see it as a curse, but wasn't it all ...

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