"swound" poems
Sun is trying to peep through the clouds,
breeze is there, without making a sound;
There is light spreading all around,
but the rainy clouds will start to astound.
This nature spell will keep you bound,
so you better stay firm and not swound.
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
Perception, though is a tad complex
It makes you selfish and selfless
The side you choose, the path you take
Everything comes down to the perception you make
We look for perfection outside,
Don't strive for it inside,
He should have been a certain way
But refuse changing own self every day
How to get around
How to skip the crazy swound
Perhaps be the best you can
For you can't control any other man
There's a bigger maths in place
Its known who does hold the mace
See the bigger picture
Everything along the way is a mere fixture
Its for us to decide the priorities
Love respect or insta stories
What would matter in the long run
Because what's done can't be undone
Though can be changed
But leaving it chained
Would it ever go back to the same?
Can it ever be the same?
Perhaps, perhaps not
You'll try because why not?
Perception, though is a tad complex
It makes you selfish and selfless
The side you choose, the path you take
Everything comes down to the perception you make
- Chetna
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 3:31 AM UTC
Deceleration of my sigh,
In church , A priest with a cassock,
Averred his massive lesson,
"Life , a maze or meander"
Thee in life chapter,
Caged in unexpected labyrinth,
A diversion in everyone's life,
Why? "Verged on obsession"
For beloved love ,
In strength of malice,
Bah ! Stabbing thou parent's heart,
For that lowly bubble relationship.
Thy spellbound to tyrannous friendship,
Swound , with a fissure in your brain,
For that loon, For that false friend,
You keep aside the whole world.
By thou Senator,
All fair in Almighty's home,
Incident always strand your life,
Which open your blind eyes.
Quoth the Priest,
" With o'er taking wings,
Chase your dreams and humanity,
Make your Parent elated "
Live with reminiscents for smile,
"Make a go of it "
"Rise to fame and Fortune"
To touch only the pious dust of Almighty's feet.
My Allah , heal these artless creatures,
Till the doom doomsday,
Keep them out of this cruel lifely labyrinth,
Keep blessing them with your holy benediction.
💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 8:27 AM UTC
Beauty isn't just what is seen,
There's much more that makes a Queen.
With the utmost content and joy,
You can find it even in a small toy.
For a kind act can be beautiful,
And so is any deed that is merciful.
It's in a baby's cry and smile,
It's in the trouble that makes life worthwhile.
It's what you see with your eyes shut,
Something that still touches your heart but.
Its right when you haven't had a single touch,
A smile professes the love much.
It's when you don't get word to utter,
Beauty lies in the love of stutter.
It's in the every less hour you slept,
To hug your beloved while they wept.
It's in the cookies and muffins you still got,
Even when Mom had worked a lot.
It's in the air all around,
My dear, beauty is in every crazy swound.
-Chetna
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 8:04 AM UTC