Day 87
A mystic girl in the wild
With a desire for a miracle
Set out with a smile.
Her dreams were petty
She did not wish for more
Only a happy world
Amidst the beauty of nature
With a few friendly loving souls
and no greed for more.
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Day 87
A mystic girl in the wild
With a desire for a miracle
Set out with a smile.
Her dreams were petty
She did not wish for more
Only a happy world
Amidst the beauty of nature
With a few friendly loving souls
and no greed for more.
Day 85
Who ever says,
Giving birth is a wonderful feeling
Is lying.
You are fooled into believing
About it being a beautiful feeling.
It is but only a responsibility,
It is hard work,
It is expectations and emotional distress.
Stop following the herd.
Stop populating the world
That is already over-populated.
Open your eyes India look around,
You are feeding those innocent mouths
By stealing,
By becoming inhuman
With greed
With a selfish hope
That they will be your only support
When you are old.
Day 84
There’s a fear, some constant kind of worry.
Where do I begin?
What do I put my finger on,
To understand what’s bothering me.
To start off with – there’s uncertainty.
Towards where do I guide my life’s story?
All along is but a hazy endless path.
Then there’s overthinking about life.
The purpose and plan –
To make it worthwhile.
But nothing ever seems to be right.
Same old question begins to rise,
What’s the goddamn meaning of life?
Day 83
An unworldly soul
Has been abruptly discarded
From her roots.
All the while,
She was under the shadow
Of her protectors.
Now, she is all by herself.
Lost and abandoned.
She reaches out for her roots
To seek support.
Alas, they seem to have forgotten her.
Day 81
She yelled from the inside of her lungs.
Believing the pain would leave her body.
But she only ended up feeling hollow.
The tears had dried up.
Nothing remained but sorrow.
So she tied a scarf around her neck.
And walked away into the misty shadows.
Day 80
Not so soon called out the moon,
If only I could see you a while longer.
Alas, she turned her back again
And walked into the room.
Every day the scene would repeat
The moon would wait patiently
To get a glimpse of her deep dreamy eyes
Oblivious, the girl stood in the darkness of the night
Looking vacantly at the moon
With longing and hopeless desires.
Day 78
I wish the world becomes a better place to live.
No misery, treachery or guilt.
All I wish for is –
Happiness, harmony and peace.
Each of us spread love, bring smiles
and care of the betterment of the other.
We need to be better humans with every passing day.
Is it fair for me to still hope this way?
Day 75
Longing for long days of freedom
Or has slavery turned into a habit?
What has become of the human mind?
Puzzled and confused with its own desires.
Day 74
Long and lonely she stood
Waiting for the storm to pass.
Many dreadful, angry faces crossed her.
Not one friendly, helpful smile.
“Just a little while longer.”
She said to herself.
Soon came the time,
With a shrug of her shoulders
and a quick sudden pull,
She tore off the shackles,
Unfurling her dragon wings full.
A deep breath later, she took flight,
Leaving behind humanity and all of it’s supposed might.
Day 65
When was the last time
You heard a comforting voice.
When did you last earn
A genuine loving smile.
When did you hold on tight
To a warm hand of concern.
When did somebody whisper
A few words of wisdom.
When there are rays of hope..
Filled with gestures of love..
You can always live life a little more.