Its 2 a.m but I am unable to sleep
Your memories again made me to weep,
My heart is bleeding but eyes are dry
You are impossible to forget how hard I try,
A thought of you suddenly struck my mind
Sweet moments with you my brain starts rewind,
Tears roll down like drops of morning dew
The only crime I did is falling in love with you,
I hide my face away from these tears
It hurts so much to be this sincere,
I wish I could have more time to stay
Just wanna see you always till my last day,
Your emptiness flows through my every vein
I am lost in my world slowly getting insane,
I am writing this rhyme to let you know
In this circle of life people come and go,
Don’t regret ‘Taran’ it was just a painful past
Clouds of this sadness will no longer last,
Enough words I wrote nothing more to say
I miss you more and more with each passing day!
Tarandeep Singh
Singh Pura, Miran Sahib
‘The Creation Of Almighty‘
I saw a mesmerizing, beautiful mustard field
As if the earth was covered with attractive shield
So tender were the flowers fascinating
Seems I stood amidst the bowers captivating
There the birds chirping, flying here and there
Amazed I was, unable to decide, to go where
Gently I touched the flowers with all my love
It was like I touched a small, innocent, sweet dove
Plucked the flowers, the yellow hue, amber like
Hypnotised mind, a few ideas came and strike
Who filled the colours in the flowers?
Who’s the creator of heaven like nature?
The pleasant breeze came through the swaying trees mighty
With closed eyes I enjoyed the creation of Almighty.
Alka Sharma
Rehari Colony.
Chalk white wall
I tilt my head towards a chalk white wall
It’s hard to my head but has a reassurance
Something that I couldn’t find on a human shoulder
It’s white and reflective of every mark that many have left on it
And the ones I imprint on it
It’s blank and spacious with so many thoughts to afloat peacefully .
There’s a human on the other side
And this wall on this side
Which doesn’t move or gets tired.
I have weight on my shoulders
And in my head
And it takes away some of it for me and many others.
On days when the air around is heavy,
This white stretched vertical plank makes everything breathable.
I tilt my head towards a chalk white wall
And close my eyes in trance
Divyanshi Khajuria
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