Poems- 1

While searching through my used highschool notes I found few poems I wrote long time ago. I've decided to share three of them.

1. Ballerina
Her pain becomes beauty
The light became dark
Her hands become graceful
The girl becomes swan
Her face blooms a smile 
as her eyes shed a tear
Her scarred heart content
as her feet red and tired
She twists and turns 
makes her whole world clap
But once falls, the curtain
She cries in the dark.

2. Savouring Solitude
Fathom the value of solitude 
Says few savoured its silence
The few partial to silence 
now allured by its peace

Overwhelmed we are,
for neither we learned to savour the lonely
nor that silence is wiser than clamour of world.

Be silent dear hearts
for in that silence we shall fasten the bond of our existance
and in that silence we shall see all of truth and all of lies.
An answer to all yet answer to none, for solitude is rebellion in its own peace.

3. Assassin's woe
A past dark and bitter makes a man's whole
Her hands drip red that is not of her own
Her heart bleeds from woes of the sins of no choice
Tired of actions ordered never of her own accord
Yet she stays purer than gold harder than diamond stronger than storm
Like a poem composed to spite all its foes
When gnawed from inside by guilt of no choice 
Can it be called an Assassin's woe?

- Niranjana S.









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