Allsorts

My friend is going crazy
She is so crazy
She will go crazy especially when it’s Christmas
And when she gets a lot of presents

Look at nature, all so bright
Look at that massive stormy night
Nature is enjoyable, for me and you
And I hope you can enjoy it too

Ice
Melted
A fright
Melted
But a crying
Of positivity
A sad face
Of negativity
The ghost was lying
But do these things have meaning?

A man
Filled with fire
Wasn’t a liar
But his fault
Was that
He was a human
He liked to die
And he was opening his mask
But he couldn’t show his final mask
Ruckus

I look like an ordinary child
With five foot six inches height
I’m comedic
It doesn’t means that a poet like me
Has to be sad
I’m self-made

Dark void
Doesn’t collide
Here I find peace
It’s bliss
People might get scared
I’ve never cared
It moves fast
But at last
The void is the contrast
Which makes me unique.

In the endless galaxy,
I fly by.
The time I return is almost nigh.
A place full of planets large and proud,
Some really light and soft as clouds.
A mystical place,
Full of wonder,
I often lose myself as I ponder.
A beautiful place,
Oh so bright.
But at the same time,
Dark as night.
I must return,
My time is over.
But I will be back,
To see my lover.

A strong hit
But front of divine
A weak hit
Who designed
Divine?
What’s the answer
Any human can’t answer.
A fire
In water
Couldn’t break the Politeness of divine.

As I stand by the ancestral Ganga
And dip into the peaceful Yamuna
My heart is feeling free
As always I’m in Indian harmony

As moonlight shines over us
we go and meet our fears
and then we celebrate the joy
we had after many years

Dear caterpillar,
I’ve come to thank you for
all of your beauty
You are beautiful in the beginning
and beautiful in the end
Your transformation is proof
it’s proof of a lot of things
Something can be beautiful before
but can grow to be spectacular
Something can grow into something
even greater
even more immaculate
with time
with trust
you can grow
We can grow
into ourselves
and live fully as ourselves
even if what we are born as
isn’t who we were fully intended to be
So, thank you, caterpillar and butterfly
for being in nature
proof of who some of us
are meant to be