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priya malhotra May 2018
We, the teens of the new era,
Are quite different.
Maybe this is just self obsession,
But whatever,
I know for sure,
That this generation is
Surely different.
We are mature more than we should be
We are childish even more.
We are not sure about our next step
Neither that our life is sorted,
At least that’s how we see it.
It is indeed puzzled.
We dream so big unlike our predecessor
And then again, at the same time we
Just want to leave the battle at the age of 16.
We are so much energetic
To think of ourselves as the next Einstein
And at the same time we are as lazy as a sloth.
We like to write carelessly
Much like me
And then again we think a lot before posting it
Thinking it wouldn’t remain as beautiful
After this moment will be gone.
But then again, I know we are so lazy
to even consider the very idea of wasting our effort
that we have put into
writing the piece.
so posting this currently,
without even considering the mistakes
that would have been commited.
Without considering
the reaction of the event.
That’s exactly how we are,
Carefree.
Jolly, happy, poetic,
Philosophical moreover.
What, I know only this much that,
We surely are DIFFERENT.
we are surely differnt, kind of born philosophers:)
Every day I feel as if I am on the verge of tears
All of a sudden I start crying without a reason
My mascara always smears
I am supposed to be jolly, you know 'tis the season
But my heart cannot handle it anymore
I believe that I have become one of the heartbroken
Because he used to be the one who said "I love you more"
As you know, I am no longer taken
But all my tears are not because of him, I hope
Copyright under Delilah wine williams
xvy Feb 2016
For you, jolly good fellow
I will not deny
xvy

It's my birthday!!
For those who share this day with me, Happy Birthday to you too!
Rockie Dec 2014
Fireworks are sure to pop, fizz, and bang
Drinks are sure to be passed around
Getting the happy people
Drunk
Jolly
And stupid

The New Year is sure to be good;
Resolutions are made
Never to be resolved
Promises are made to break

The last words of this Year will be
*Goodbye. It's been a great one
Dr Strange Dec 2014
Happy
Think happy
Think happy thoughts
Joy.
What is joy?
Joy is having friends and family
Ones who care about you
Who nurture you in your time of need
Yeah.
They want to see you grow
Soar high in the sky
Not try and hinder you
Nailing you to the ground damaging your wings  
They wish to see you smile not frown
Dance around like your a child
Be yourself
That is joy correct or am I wrong
Ehh who cares that's still what I'm going to do
Those this has nothing to do with Christmas it is still a happy poem and highlights so importance of Christmas have fun and hang out with family and friends.

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