It was raining again,
As I stood on the side of the street.
The neon red headlights of the cars zooming past,
Lit up a dull world of raindrops on windows.
Finally, as the bus rolled to my stop,
I got on,
Heading on into the fog.
In a corner of the quiet day,
A tiny thought begins to play.
It twirls like wind, it hums like rain,
It taps a rhythm on your brain.
It grows into a glowing spark,
A lantern shining through the dark.
And suddenly the world feels wide—
A place where dreams and truth collide.
So hold that thought, let wonder stay.
A single spark can light your way.
A glowing light,
shining bright
almost inviting you in…
but not just yet!
It waits for something
Maybe you?
Or just something…. anything!
While shapes are everywhere
it still feels empty
staring out into a vast world
or is it a world?
Maybe just a dream
Starting to be too much.
I watch the stars as they glimmer above me,
I always wonder why the stars don’t come often.
perhaps they’re busy,
maybe they don’t like visiting
but they come anyways to make us happy.
I’ve always wondered why people were scared of the dark,
it’s so comforting and it just makes my brain spark.
I sit on the rooftop looking up,
it’s cold but my heart isn’t.
What would someone do without the night sky?
It wouldn’t let me think about anything,
like if comets really fly.
Even if they hide because they’re shy,
the stars just grab my attention.
It’s like they have some kind of tension.
The rooftop isn’t very comfy
but the stars distract me.
Are the stars at work making others feel happy?
Are the stars grabbing a flashlight to shine?
Whatever it is, I’ll wait till they arrive!
I passed my exam,
At National’s Marrs Spell Bee.
I got Rank 5,
Not really easy,
Did International in Mumbai,
My best friend’s native,
But for this exam,
I had to get creative!
I read Word Power Made Easy,
Which was an 800 page book,
My Dad helped me,
And it got me Rank 6!
Technically I was a budding star,
But from my calculations, I did get far!
I thank my dad
For all of this,
Did so much for me
And at the end, it was worth it,
and made him proud!
Everybody calls him Failure,
“He is a damn failure.”
“He will never improve.”
Everything hates him
Everybody hates him
But nobody supports him.
He is like an apple,
A normal apple,
But forced to be hybrid.
His friend tried to support him.
but it was too late.
Like there’s a saying if you
fold and fold a paper ,
And say sorry, will it be fixed ?
In my world there is no fighting,
Is there in yours?
In my world nothing costs money,
Why does yours?
In my world things are peaceful, no school or work,
In my world people are friendly, they smile every day,
In my world there are never clouds, just bright sun all day,
In my world there are libraries the size of a town,
In my world my house is locked with the key in my soul,
Why is your world so different?
Why is it so hard?
Why are some people rich and the others are poor?
Why do you have clouds in your way?
Why do you keep animals this way, treating them like a toy for play?
Why do you fight over such small things?
I didn’t know humans could be this way,
Why do you fight instead of play every day?
Why do you laugh at things so sad?
I think I’m going to my world of peaceful harmony,
I didn’t know such chaos was possible
Now I’m going to leave.