Morning
How the morning comes in
Chasing away the night
Riding on the sun
Awakening the world from its slumber
Sprinkling the grass with dew drops
As the birds chirp above
To welcome it
With songs so sweet
Commencing a new beginning
And the start of a new day
Full of hopes.
©_urvi__
_urvi__
Just a girl who lives in a world of books
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Sometimes you feel like you don't fit in
Like the piece of a puzzle
That's put in the wrong one.
©_urvi__ -
Elfchen poem
Books
Are a
Portal to numerous
Worlds of magic and
Wonder.
©_urvi__ -
Sitting under the stars on the grass
Measuring the humongous distance
Between us
Feeling so small yet so full
So varied yet so similar
Comprehending how I am made
Of what the sky and the stars in it are made of
That we are of the same element
We dim and shine throughout our life
And we have travelled far and wide
That they are a part of me
And I am a part of them
Together we thus make the universe .
-Urvi Dedhia
©_urvi__ -
Poet
If we'd meet
The world would become
A smaller place to interpret.
©_urvi__ -
Like a rickety ride
Each day goes by
I read a lot
I study a lot
I observe a lot
Sometimes I do a lot
Sometimes I do nothing
Sometimes I feel like dancing
Sometimes I feel like sleeping
But this is life
Nothing about it is simple.
©_urvi__ -
A person turns into a poet
When the mind is a canvas of imagination
When the eyes look deeper into the world
When the hand carves emotions into words.
©_urvi__
-Urvi Dedhia -
Someday somewhere
Someday, somewhere when I will be at the peak of my dreams
I shall look down at my path so far
At the person who went through it all
Who experienced sadness and happiness
Who made mistakes and rectified them
Who wanted to give up but still stood up
But most importantly at what I didn't achieve
For this is life and no one gets everything.
©_urvi__ -
Night
When the night falls
The world is under a spell
That puts some to sleep
And awakens some
To a world of endless thoughts ,
As the silence of the night creeps in.
©_urvi__ -
Our little world
Our little world
Seems so small
Yet so big.
Our little world
Revolves around people we love
And things we cling onto.
Our little world
Is an infinite expanse
Of hopes and dreams.
Our little world
Is a haven
That we never want to leave
For the world outside
Is harsh and real.
©_urvi__
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You are around wizards and the world is full of magic,
A voiceless whisper from your heart says never forgets your purpose. -
Sometimes you feel like a bird with its wings cut off while the sky stretches limitlessly overhead.
©nibras -
LIFE
As I traverse this infinitely limited universe,
I realize I am not the hero or the villain,
Like many speckles of space dust,
I am just a tiny bookmark in its long history
©azrulhafiz -
He is exactly the poem
I wanted to write.
©wings_happiness -
akshiwrites 24w
#epigram
Thank you @miraquill for EC ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you @writersnetwork for the read ❤️❤️❤️The moon you
adore is born
out of the
darkness you are
petrified of!
©akshiwrites -
Dear readers,
A writer doesn't belong
to any other planet
He lives with you
He breathes the same air
He writes about his own experiences
And he does express
what he observes around him
Sometimes he tells his own story
Sometimes he narrates
someone else's life
We are sailing in the same boat
A writer does have his
fears and insecurities
He has his dreams too, just like you
He deals with them through his creations
When he pours out his heart on paper,
he tries to get rid of all the negativity
he bears within
He wants to fill the voids of his heart
with positivity and hope
He wants to make himself free from
the bondages of his own misbelief
He unties the tangling threads
of his emotions while weaving verses
He solves puzzles of his life
while portraying characters of his story
Everyone is fighting a battle
Everyone finds different ways
to face difficulties
Everyone invents a new weapon
to tackle the adversities
We all need shoulders to lean upon
and cry loudly
We all need someone who hears us
without judging
We all crave for someone who loves
us unconditionally
We all try to hide what we are going through
Yet we want someone who can read
our eyes and see the pain
hidden behind the smile
We are members of one family
who shares the secrets and
cares for one another
who prays for one another
silently
©thoughtsprocess -
Audience
If I were to tell you,
Pain doesn't disappear.
Only changes disguise.
Sometimes to appear as,
Memories, in a photo album.
Meals, on a plate.
Occasions, on calendar dates.
Face, in the crowd.
To irk you everyday.
Remind you of,
Both the presence,
And the absence.
You may clench your fists.
Grind your teeth.
Boil in rage.
Yet, nothing would change.
Pain doesn't disappear.
But, so does love.
©shivani23 -
childauthor_345 25w
Sometimes , the rain weeps
As the sombre of hidden leaps
It's invisible to be felt through
But I've learnt the diversity in streaks
Eclipses are such a pounding luxury
How long , the home of galaxy waits
To see sunshine with the moony reflection
I learnt a lot but spring too have a date
Perplexed alphabets since tiny torches --
Lighting , I learnt how autumn rejects breeze
A visit I urge for , Where humanity is residing ,
take me to there , please . -
shadowofthoughts_ 25w
#lifeadvice #dearstranger_ #wod #1310
@writersnetwork Thankyou so much.❤️
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I ain't dreaming right?
My first POD. OMG!
Deir sara thankyou. @miraquill
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Dear younger self, you are the stranger I know the most yet I feel like I don't.Dear stranger,
You are me.Don't get confused.
Take a deep breath and slow down.
Being frantic will only run you in circles
and you may feel confused.
Just try to settle down.
You don't always need to come up with solutions.
Trying to pin things down will only
frustrate you and waste your time.
So, Take it all with a grain of salt
until you've checked out the facts.
Just don't let the sun drown in the tides.
You fall among the stars.
You shine brighter than the moon.
You're my sunflower and Lilly.
Bloom.
Bloom like you're the only flower.
Each of your petal is my shelter.
Each of your thorn is my throne.
You are wings to my butterfly hopes.
Yet you are a stranger to my unknown doors.
Just keep going.
©shadowofthoughts_ -
Words are a poison but also an antidote.
They can break a heart but also mend one.
Yet whether they hurt or heal depends on who is speaking.
©grace_craig
