#8yrswithbts #happybangtanday #festa2021 Sorry guys. I was blank today, and was strucked into some work. I don't know how it is. But I scribbled three drafts. Actually I couldn't write something in a continuous manner, so I wrote bit bit type of post
Scribbled mind, Solving strikes, Unknown was I when did it start. I wanted to cry the melancholic smile, But didn't know where to hide. Now those tears entered Every creases of my heart, Bursting it into Million size. Sinking in my own soul Was the only abode I find then. I tried stretching the outline of my smile, But it was painful, Than to cry. I won the battle with Circles under my eyes, But tears flowing Corner of the sight. Soon... Zephyr flew, Trees grew, daffodils swayed savourly, Spring sprang ebbuliently. The rays of the sun Weaved every petals of the flowers, And trees giggled at every chirping. I was stoned just like A picture in a paranoid, But a purple flower was blooming in my barren land. Soon it was dawn, My eyes filled with every cold Warmth of setting sun, But I was still a picture in a paranoid. Soon it was 00:00 o' clock, And a swish of grammary Blocked my sight. I was moved out of my state, With my heart a beautiful place.
A soft voice held hands of my heart, I was moved, with every sight. I held my face to look at the sky, There shimmered seven bright stars. Their shine dominated dark. Astonished was I by looking stars hugging the sky. The night turned into a purple empyrean Daffodils turned on their lights, Everything was changed, But the seven stars remained. Now the night was singing, The breeze was dancing, And I was smiling. I found myself, Entangled with their each word, Leaving my battered self, At the unreached horizon. And now it has been eight years, They still held their hands, Enduring every dark nights, And shining bright.
"Thank you for giving me the Rose, When I was holding the thorns" - Nikitha Sharma
A warrior I fought for freedom I gave my everything to this battle I offered my own flesh as a fruit I wrote the anthem with my blood This victory tastes of my tears In this scorching heat and burning rage Even my shadow beams with pride Against the cowering enemies
Dear people of this world Freedom is not for those who Leave their dreams behind their way Pave your way with the fuel of your passion
~ Your DREAMS will take you to Your DESTINY ~
Interlude : SPRING DAY ~
Branches mine, freezing naked Evergreen dreams of green specks Shed as time wheel changed course Forlorn autumn days left past Frozen winter wars battling numb Yet I adorn my heart in spring sweven For hitherto snowflakes will turn into Blossoms mine, as spring follows swift
Outro : LIFE GOES ON ~
Words bled in the ocean of his sorrow Drip drop spilled red on pages of morrow Murdering another metaphor alive Breathing life into feelings strive
Barefoot he walked on ice-cold path Breathless he screamed out his wrath When the shadows of the night crept in Darkness dancing with his mind string
Let it all go, despair drowning in tears Holding onto dreams as nightmare dares Like an echo in the forest, it came back Screams of agony till his voice crack
Like an arrow in the blue sky, it pierced me Oozing streams of red, set this poetry free Charms of melancholy tempts a sadist to go on Art blooms in abundance as the artist bleeds on
I tried my best to portray the change tht took place in BTS's and ARMY's life in this English version of Inner Child
I wish you all would be able to find ur inner child or the little you and see the change that BTS have brought to you.
In my case they played and are still playing the most important role in my life. When i start writing back when i was 12 i never thought tht i would be able to write about them or write something so meaningful inspired from them. And also i want to thank them for ARMY. You all helped or can say walked with me since i was first recognised here. You all are really angels to me.
All i can say is tht they aren't just boys who sing and dance but boys who stands with every weak and strong, who stands with right and eject wrong, who don't just write and sing songs for fun but they write it for us, to tell us the meaning of life through verses which were only supposed to be sung but now they are more supposed to be understood. #BTSARMYFOREVER _____________________________________
INNER CHILD •••-•••-•••-•••- Once we had it tough, Things go wrong and you think its ur fault, Just wait because its all a halt. I remember you don't believe in galaxy like stuffs, But you know i have seen one and its never enough.
Oh those days seems never ending We were too busy in blending Our selfs into the pictures Which have finally tinctured
Oh those freezed breezes have finally waved, To you and me inorder to adjust, You see those days are coming back to us.