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Kaumudi Jan 2018
She asked her question,
He thought about his answer
What took him so time
She began to wonder.

The three magical words was his true and correct reply,
Those three words which would make any young girl's heart fly.

But flight was taken by that timid creature who didn't wanted to be committed
So for a long time on her phone screen was the word 'Typing.....' sighted.

Finally "NO" was the answer,
Sad and depressed was her face;
This was the obvious result.
But not the first online break-up case.
For those who broke their hearts online.
©2018, Typing..... by Kaumudi.
Kaumudi Jan 2018
It's hot outside and I've put on the air conditioner,
A glass of lemonade is an ideal refreshener.

Reading a classic as I lay on the bed,
For a moment I find it funny for having no studies on my head.

On my mobile, I play some music for a while,
Dance on it, but simply freestyle.

In this way I pass my holiday,
Until I realise that there's school the next day.
My usual schedule for the summer holidays; can't wait for my exams to finish and for them to commence ;-)
©2018, Summer Chills by Kaumudi.
Kaumudi Jan 2018
Her crystal clear and blue eyes had now turned grey on oil being splashed on them.
Her beautiful golden brown complexion, which had a natural Green Blush was now full of scars and wounds caused by the horrible effluents and industries, and was infested with these Tiny Terrible Parasites who ****** out Her richness like a blood-thirsty leech.
Her ears had turned deaf dealing with all this chaos happening around her.
She even had hair loss as Her beautiful Ozone hair deteriorated with the forced hair colour of Greenhouse Gases.
And Her mouth? Well she had hardly been given any time to speak.
This poem talks about the current state of Mother Earth in a symbolic way.
©2018, Earth, her face by Kaumudi.
Kaumudi Jan 2018
I have a mind as light as Helium,
But that can connect to itself like Carbon.
It's radiating ideas like Thorium
But loves to be alone like Argon.
My heart tries to be as noble as Platinum,
Trying to be as important to someone as Calcium;
But ends up breaking down like Uranium
And highly reactive like Potassium.
I think I have a mind quite clean,
Not obnoxious like the gas of Chlorine.
Combining my love for Chemistry and poetry at once.
©2018, Elemental Mind by Kaumudi.
Kaumudi Jan 2018
You came in my life
like an oasis in a lonely desert,
Simple but charming you seemed
in that white T-shirt.

With a plain expression
I asked your name,
"Friendship, they call me,"
you replied to the same.

And well, we spent
most of our time together.
Chatting, laughing, playing,
irrespective of weather.

But then, I met a haughty
and loud girl named Pride.
On being with her,
my feelings for you died.

And now that you have
left me all alone,
All I do is gasp,
grumble and groan.
The poem is about how pride and true friendship never go together.
©2018, Friendship, a Nice Guy by Kaumudi.
Kaumudi Jan 2018
In my dreams you always live
All my happiness to you I give.

We will live in abundance together;
Irrespective of what is the weather.

Oh , how can I tell you this mother?
Till I become a capable daughter

But I hope there will be one day
When you will be too proud of me to have anything to say! :-)
Dedicated to my hardworking single mother who is ready to handle this huge bundle of craziness (i.e. me)
©2018, A Daughter's Thought by Kaumudi.

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