
I do not show them much of concern,
When they weigh me down, I let them trickle.
The apprehensions that hold me back at times,
Need to be aware that they can not become overwhelming .
Simi

I do not show them much of concern,
When they weigh me down, I let them trickle.
The apprehensions that hold me back at times,
Need to be aware that they can not become overwhelming .
Simi

Some dried, some almost dry, all together in a bunch,
Watched the young one bloom.
“Keep up the show young man”, they said.
Keep everyone away from gloom.
Simi

Feminine, an energy that can revive even the dead
Can creates life within herself ,
Gives dynamism to each colour, black, white or red .
Endurance, exuberance, verve and vigor ,
With the dexterity of a lioness,
And the grace of a swan, love in any heart she can trigger .
Strength can not be defined in a more magical way.
She remains a mystery to all,
Even though she is an open book, they say.
Simi
Through the lens of Chandrakala

The tall, deserted walls and lanes
Remind me of those deep emotions.
Which become imprisoned within the confines of the mind and thoughts,
And fail to find their way out of the heart ,
And of the personality, they become an inseparable part.
Simi.
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Make life appear like a good plan.
Poised and confident, stand as tall as you can.
Glass half empty or half full, who knows?
Just make the best of whatever upon you, life throws.
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay

She rose above them all,
Above the blues, which weighed her down.
The crimson splendour embraced her with joy, as the branch gently caressed her.
Her efforts were truly worth a beautiful crown.
Simi

The wait was over, and she was standing there dreaming away while dressed in the brightest shades.
She wished he would come back, before the colour in her cheeks slowly fades.
Engrossed in her thoughts, she lost count of minutes and hours.
For her happiness knew no bounds, and it’s fragrance overwhelmed even the flowers.
Simi

The rain makes me a little more wanted.
However, my importance cannot be denied as such.
I am like a cool breeze in the midst of the desert.
In the cold dry world , I am a warm loving touch.
Simi

They witnessed everything being cut down.
They pondered over their nests.
She spoke tenderly as the branch swung them,
“Don’t worry! Over me each homeless bird rests.”
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay

I knew IT was there,
all I had to do was open the door.
But my crazy mind grumbled, "Why exactly do you want to struggle more?"
I laughed and moved on because I wanted to ignore my mind.
If you pay attention to everything it says, you will fall far behind.
The door opened and it was right there smiling warmly at me.
"You are the winner," it said, "and I am the OPPORTUNITY."
Simi