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 Mar 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
In the Mayor's mansion,
A candle light dinner,
With spoons of silver,
Enjoying a joyful Christmas night,

Away in a thatched roof hut,
The baby's eyes brim with tears,
Reflected by a single candle's light.
Cries of hunger resonating of the walls.
#throwback #lastyear #christmas poems
 Mar 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
She echoes God's love,
Her blue orbs and golden hair,
Snatches away his breath.
But he could only admire,
As she was an angel,
And he a human.
 Mar 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
A pool of mysteries,
centered by abyss of doubt.
Beautiful red lines criss cross,
the white brings out the beauty in them.

Her black orbs beautify her the most.
 Feb 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
The little white beauty,
The world she wanted to see.
Inspired by her deceased father,
She wanted to become a doctor.
But alas, the society
Shattered all her aspirations.
All her dreams caged,
Till she was aged.
Her heart suppressed
Her life lost all zest.
The little bird (the girl) wants to spread her wings and fly but the world around her restrains her from doing so.
The ones who trip,

On the path they choose,

Are the ones who are blind,

To those walking beside them.


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 Feb 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
He is confused,
His mind stops him,
But conscience gets better of him,
He follows the trail of white,
They disappear into the wild,
Something tells him to turn back,
But he goes on.
Inhuman sounds and thunder warn him,
Trips, hurts his knee.
But still he goes on.
Shadows loom and trees sway.
His heart thuds against his chest.
Suddenly he wakes with a wet brow.
When nightmares haunt your dreams, when you are woken up every night filled with fear....only a few will understand the pain and suffering.
 Feb 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
I recognize him from far,
His demeanor pulls me back to him,
He is gazing at the flowers.
He looks up,
But, then looks away,
Broken, my voice tries to stop him,
He walks away,
Taking my heart along,
But leaving me in shambles.
 Feb 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
We grew up
Amongst lovely people
Having great friends
Playing amazing games.
But slowly reality caught up with us,
Friends turned traitors,
People around us were selfish,
Games were played with our lives.
The virtual world faded
And its actual face was revealed.
We struggled to live on
And that's how we grew apart.
 Feb 2016 Vanshika nangia
Jesica
Fervently she hoped for the best,
Her confused mind,
Becoming even more so.
Life turns tough,
As a new day brings a new obstacle.
But she will live,
She has to.
A day will come when she is strong,
Strong enough to face the ever changing world.

— The End —