True Friend

A Poem

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Lean on me to leach my blood
Call me a friend when you need
When in need call me in a hurry
Back stab when opportunity arises
Again, Call me as a friend when you need
Work became difficult at times
You climbed ladders using my shoulders
Don’t forget your path once you saw light
Remember sun always set one day for you too!
I will be here as your friend as always
My shoulders will be there for you to lean
Forgiveness is the path I practice
You need to learn how to see clear
Never forget your story
If there is no story, there is no you
Remember the day you were no one
Remember the ones who made you someone
Remember the souls who allow you to achieve
Remember them to drop a few words
When they need you, they need your support
They have already made their stories
A small help will make them smile
Push them down with your harshness
Their heart will not handle it
They saw your growth, but you didn’t see their heart

Support my humble effort. Thank you.

the gone time!!

Poem by Ananya Agarwal

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Why did you lose me?

Here in earth and heaven

Never will my love reduce for you

The long days or the never ending nights,

The dreams of being with you

Wanting to hear you out

Or rather having the time we used to.

From irritating to gossiping

From fighting to withstanding

Never would I lose your side

For then why did you lose me?

Went on a place I could never talk

Never knew whether you were good enough

Happy without us….

The smile through your eyes,

The care through your words

The shoulder for the tears

Or the back for my fears…

I was in love with your voice

Or the pattern of the noise,

From giggling to screaming

Never would I lose you

For then why did you lose me?

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I miss you as a teddy misses the hugs

Or the stars without the moon

You were mere friend when you were here,

But your mere absence has made me numb.

For why does it happen?

Why did u just had to lose me?

Today as I know, late but realized

No amount of time I was with you

Did I ever re-read those memories

Cherish the moments with you;

Cauz weren’t we too busy

Running for the new and not stopping afar.

Every day gives a lesson

Your departure gave me a life lesson,

The short time was enough for us,

For you could just walk away,

Pondering me with a question

Why did you lose me?

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All I could know now

So let us all focus on the present

Cauz today is always a gift

For the future always remains a mystery.

One never knows or could live…

Though I am in love with your voice

Or the pattern of your noise

The shoulder for my tears

the back for my fears…

Halloween dream- a poem

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Blurred vision ahead with chillness around

Stumbled on a halt with frozen limbs

Felt so lonely alone in cold darkness

No helping hand around to rescue

Move forward a voice shouted with a push

Legs shaken and body without soul

Can I move forward my mind doubts?

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Freaked brain with numerous questions

Cold wind touches my skin

Awareness of life in me

Felt the warmth of love on my face

Eyes start to clear through blurry vision

Wake up a voice whispered

Shaken and jolted with surprise

Woken up to see my younger one

Daada “I am hungry, Time to wake up”.

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Introducing Ananya Agarwal- Guest Blogger

Why am I here?

Ananya Agarwal

Let me start with a brief of who am I?

I am an eighteen-year-old from Mumbai, Ananya Agarwal. I have just completed class 12th and enrolled in Chartered Accountancy and Bcom Hons from HR College of Commerce and Economics. Being a book nerd, I believe in hard times like Corono. When we cannot travel, the best way is to read books. They let us travel with out moving our feet.

So here’s why Am I here?

It had been long since I was waiting and thinking about what I write! I had many doubts like, whether my writing had the power to relate with others or not? Is this worth to take a shot? Finally I started my page with the help and support of the people, who believed in me.

Thinking whether I write for others or myself, I let all of you to choose in coming months!

I’m a writer by passion and a reader by choice🌸. All your wishes, genuine remarks and comments will help me improve day by day!!. If you do find my work genuine, please don’t forget to like, share and comment!.

You can expect different ideas, opinions and views which most people tend to not discuss such as death, empowerment of women and not love.

A piece or two within a week or twice a week is what I am planning to do here. I take this oppportunity to thank Ajay Nair from onewhohatedbooks.com to allow me to write my thoughts here.

Also, stay tuned, happy reading and learning!!

“Being able to read and write is the best you can make from this world.”

Thank you ✨

Conspiracy theorists- Shame on you.

This month is weird in all shape and form. Everyone who was behind Covid now comes to term with new norm. We tend to stay away from each other. We are no longer in hugging relationships. There is a hesitation in human affection. Yes. Folks we have changed. My mind is blank these days. I sat down many times this week to pen. Nothing came to my mind. This is strange for me. Last two years I have written, I never had this mental blank stage. I always had topics to write. Is this because we are not experiencing the life like before?

My father told me once, A good writer is one who have many life experiences. They view life in a different angle than the ones who had less struggles to tackle. I did not understand until now.

I have seen many people putting out content just to speculate. Is covid real? Hey guys, people died because of this disease. Do you really need to know personally a few died in order to believe. I don’t understand why even argue. I heard radio hosts calling out to people to report back if they have known personally anyone who got Covid or died. Strange isn’t it. All these speculations when whole world is struggling. There are many people out there, who lost their livelihood because of this. Not a joke for us to make content on this one. This is not fair.

I heard one nurse called back to radio and she was furious. She went through hell to help people who had Covid. This is not easy once you get that disease. Yet, people and conspiracy theorist keep on making content on speculating. I am bit upset with these people. Yes, this has changed us a lot. We need to find ways to come out of it. Our economy has been tested to its limits. It will take many years to recover. Do not waste time on un necessary thoughts. Use your brain to help the society. These speculations are a waste and will not help society.

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Man I saw first- A Poem.

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I saw him upside down for the first time

Colorless and rough voice he carried

Carried me around showing some shapes

Disappears for a long time during the day

Evening he shows up again

Routine made me yearn for his rough voice

One day my world turned upside down.

I heard the same rough voice

I felt safe when I am in his hands

I didn’t know why he carried me around

I didn’t know where he disappeared during the day.

One day the word came out of me “dada”

He is the pure form of love

My father.

Only Shadow Stayed with me ! – A Poem

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Forgot to smile with life

Eyes don’t have tears left

Mind kept throbbing inside

Trying to convey in vain

Death came closer as I feel

Only shadow stayed with me

Kept creeping in to my soul

Even dreams saying bid to me

Wandered alone up and down

In lonely streets of life, I know

Days turned to dark nights

Only shadow stayed with me

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Feet felt cold when I start walking

Rain drops fall to write stories

The footprints imprint I saw

Get washed away in rain as I create

One life not enough to learn mysteries

Only shadow stayed with me

Mind burn in fire leaving pain

Looking up skies move farther

Who will give wings to reach high

Just like arrows pain strike the heart

Hoping to bloom like a flower again

Only shadow stayed with me

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Flip my Skin- A Poem

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Flip my skin if you can I plead

Tired of being in this world of difference

People look at me like a worm in the dirt

Don’t know why I get this look all day

Scream loud I cannot breathe

Yet deaf ears all around me

Flip my skin if you can I wonder

Suit your needs to please your eyes

We breathe and sweat the same way

Don’t know why this difference you notice

Scream loud I cannot tolerate no more

Yet deaf ears all around me

Flip my skin if you can I yearn

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Daily grind takes toll on me

Scared of life being tortured around

Treated like dirt you wash everyday

My heart pains for my society to include

I love them just like I love me and mine

Scream loud I am like you to realize

Yet deaf ears all around me as always

Flip my skin if you can I wish

Day will come you realize that now

We built this world together to enjoy

Entertained you at our best to forget your sorrows

Gave life and sweat for your wellbeing

Scream loud for your happiness

Ears will open hear us loud and clear

Flip my skin and you see me same as you

Scream loud I cannot breathe and you suffocate with me

You will hear my pain as I feel

The day of our future will be bright as black.

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Can we Call that as love ? A Poem

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Four letters we name it with passion

People try to have it all the time

Agony and misery trying to achieve

Can we call that as love?

Touch we feel the warmth of love

Smell we feel the fragrance of love

Closer we feel the need for love

Farther we feel the pain for love

Can we call that as love?

We know we need to survive with love

Yet, we don’t preserve while we have love

Take it for granted we lose for ever

Abruptly we find love in the universe

Can we call that as lover?

We lose again for many reasons we create

Nature shows humanity a lesson daily

We call ourselves the most civilized

Yet we behave like animals with no reason

Can we call that as love?

Compassion for others stays in our words

Day and night talk about love in vein

Yet we show only anger and resentment

Possessiveness takes over our clouded minds

Can we call that as love?

Clear the clouds with love for others

Create the society we want for our kids

Tomorrow a better day to dream with love

Stay with me for the better days to come

Can we call that as love?

Embrace the new beginning we strive

Love is the only answer to begin life.

The power of love we need to believe

Change the universe with the invisible power

Can we call that as love?

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i call her Rose- A Poem

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Like a soft petal in breeze

Flown in to abode of lotus feet

Walked out of shower with wet hair

My eyes caught on her smile and expression

Took my breath away in a second

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Oil lamps around the temple glows like heaven

Looking like a goddess she walked with naked feet

Held my hand pulled me closer to hers

First touch of her lift me above ground

Took my sense away in a second

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Green heaven with flowers aroused our senses

Asked whether she could see her mother

Her struggles shined through her eyes

Took my heart away in those stories

Breath sense and heart given to her

She became my breath of life in a second

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In the life full of darkness around me

As a sunshine she shines every day for me

I call her Rose, Love of my life.

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