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MyReflections Oct 2020
A curious boy
Walks on street
Asking his father
What're those, What're these
His mother, holds his hand
With her gentle smile
And his sister says with a sigh
"Oh God, from where these questions
come in his mind."
My dear Family
MyReflections Oct 2020
"I love my Sister"
"Brother for sale"
Is what we say
When I do mistakes
And she pays for it.
Love you 3000, Di
MyReflections Oct 2020
Darkness
What is it?
Just absence of light
Right !
And so it remains
Until you open your eyes

And when you does
You see bright sunshine
Or billions of stars
On night sky

Darkness
Is just absence of light.
What is darkness?
MyReflections Oct 2020
I go to school
To learn new things
And they taught me
"There is no place for curiosity."
I go to school for...
MyReflections Oct 2020
Standing on the frozen lake
Build on my mistakes
Or situations that life plunked on me
Unbearable to take

And look on these spikes
Of grief as frozen ice
That filled the land of heart
Until I cry
Until I cry


[Your heart is size of fist
And if you hold tears in it
They get compress and compress
And make the frozen lake]
Don't make your heart a Frozen lake
MyReflections Oct 2020
All my balloon
Rise so high
For finding their cloud
In this vast sky.
I admire the scene
With contented eyes
Seeing my balloons
Floating in sky

Maybe,
Ages later
When they reached there
They say it with sigh
That it was me
Who filled air inside
And brought them here
Releasing  thread of their
To let them fly.

For now,
With a smile
I say Goodbye
For I have more balloons
Waiting to fly.
In this poem, I refers to all the teachers who share their knowledge (air) with students (balloons) and let them fly in the Sky (world) to find their cloud (Dream)
MyReflections Aug 2020
It takes me an hour or two
To prepare my castle through
The Sand on the beach
Better than my reach.

When I complete it
I stand on shore
Admiring the castle's beauty
More and more

But suddenly the wave arrive
Sweep the castle
In single strike
And left me to cry.
Here the castle is desires, things you love and everything you own. The wave represent time. I knew that on day the castle will shattered into sand, it's true identity. But when this happens I cry.
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