The sun has done it's duty
And now...it's handing over the sky to the moon.
The sky and air sound gloomy....
People...there are crying
Some are family and some are friends
He was there...he was just there!
I had met him last year...
And I saw him last week
He was different from the herd
And asked me to relax...
during our stressful exams.
He made everyone smile...
I remember when he told me,
about him being the best teacher in the world
He was just of my age
But now...he is no more.

To enjoy the coming spring
First, you need to move out in winter.
To make your little heart feel warm
First make it feel cold.
Even your soul and her home,Heart
become stronger, only after...
Someone hits and almost breaks them.
Isn't it awful but amazing?
The way life teaches it's lessons.
The cycle of life
is from pain to pleasure.
So let's not lose hope...
Let's not be scared of those wounds,
Because that's only where the light
will enter and heal that soul.
Let's not forget, the brightest stars are
seen on the darkest nights...
And only after the darkest night...
The brightest light of dawn will come.

She is strong enough
to hide her wounds and tears.
And meets the world with
a warm hug and bright smile.
Even though the wounds are deep
And she knows, it will take years
to fill them...
But she disgusts over herself
As she can't stand being weak
So she picks up her sword
to bring an end to it...before it ends her too.

She calls herself a poetess.
Everything around her flows
like the verses of her poems,
So poetic!
She looks for words everywhere,
Under the table
Between the pages of a book
Behind the tree
In the sky
and in her soul...
Her heart is an ocean of feelings.
Someimes she drowns in them,
But sometimes I find her
playing with the most dangerous tides.
She writes on the pages
like rain from sky.
Moments breathe alive in her poems.
And with each passing day
poetry becomes an indelible part of her.

Socrates said it right,
"True knowledge exists in knowing
that you know nothing."
You are not that great...humble down.
We are a tiny part of this nature...
So let your roots be grounded
But grow tall and high...reaching the sky.
Just like a tree...which humbles down
as more and more fruits grow on it.
Remember being humble is not your weakness
As being humble means
you know where your inner strength lies.
So be courageous and lead a beautiful life.
You are strong.
You are different.
Keep your self esteem high...buddy!
And do not change it to arrogance.
Because...it's rare to find a humble person.
So let's be rare😊