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Sanidhya Rai Apr 2021
Mysterious freckles of icy snow, brings in the fest of joyous rites.

Gust of winds as they pass you by, sheds away the frosty life.

Warmth of heart is all one need, to welcome the spring by thawing that ice.
Akta Agarwal Apr 2021
This world is changing a lot and everyone is busy blaming the youth of today
But it's wrong to always blame the youth ,
how can we blame the future only when without present we can't blame future.
Youth is the beginning of future and they can be the end of future if they didn't get guide of right way,
They have the only power to construct and destruct the world as per the guidance,
Youth are now living a virtual world on facebook, instagram or twitter ,they no longer need to speak face to face.
If they only knew the value of time and a lost childhood which is the one thing that no one could ever replace.
All the youngster want to cause riot but they also hide their faces in the hoodies,
The girls desperate to become thin and that's why they through their breakfast, lunch and tea at the toilet.
Each of us is born with a hidden gift but our future children have just forgotten how to find it.
Older generation demand respect but it's one way traffic as respect back is something they sometimes forget to show.
Instead of teaching our future generations how to fly we tied them down in the fear of if they fly high above us.
Bullies and racist still torture their victims leaving them to cry on their own because they are afraid of open up.
Sometimes they want to open up but we just ignore them and that tend them to choose the wrong path i.e .,destruction.
And then again present becomes the main or hidden reasons of destruction.
Because of our negligence their beautiful and bright dreams fades away and then their dreams captured by darkness .
The dawn of a new generation will begin and no doubt people will still blames the youth and will forget their deeds and negligence.
And the main point is blaming is nothing the ultimate solution if it's truly is then the presents itself have to be blamed not the future generations because they are only the key toy in the hands of their parents and they are the main culprit.
So lastly it is to be said our youth or we can say future generations is not only responsible for the destruction if they will have got the right guide then they were surely the proud reasons of constructions of the world.
So that's why Youth can be the beginning of destruction means end of the world.
Youth is not the main culprit
Hera Mar 2021
I heard you shouting my name,
I heard you taking all the blame.
Can you feel the flame?
Is it still the same?
I guess not,
Because it was all a game.
Orah Mar 2021
When I close my eyes
I become a time traveler

I can’t always control the destination
Nevertheless, I certainly know when I have arrived at the desired location

The mixture of emotions always taste like acid
And the memory of our meet paralyzes me

A lovely summer day
Full of laughter
Music
And new friends
Marked a new beginning
That ended in a great tragedy

Agony switched places with happiness

Tears of laughter became tears full of sorrow

Music could no longer drown out my screams

And every friend transformed into an enemy
i lick the sweet syrup from my fingers
so i can eat the same sticky pancake like it's new
i rearrange my room with the same three pieces of furniture
i've had since i was eleven and all the clothes i got from thrift stores thinking i could make them mine if i put holes in the knees and elbows

so i'm sorry if i keep starting over
always trying to love you from the beginning
i don't know why i'm in love with starting over, but i hope you like once upon a times
JV Beaupre Feb 2021
In the beginning there was procrastination,
and I can't wait to start putting that off.

To begin or not to begin that divides us all.

Deferring action never increases entropy,
and lengthens the life of the universe.

Completion happens once, but delay has no limit.

I'm not dithering, just exploring all the options.

This "beginning" poem has just been hijacked by hesitation,
and dragged down the rat hole of reluctance.

Oh well, there is always tomorrow.
One can always say, my muse took a snooze.
Sudzedrebel Jan 2021
sizzling hot, melted rock
rise up
from the earth, split twain
a cracked moon, breaking soon
resting neatly
overhead
the sky turns purple
the stars go out
it is night
for everything foreseeable
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