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"Just when the CATERPILLAR thought the world was over,  it became a BUTTERFLY...." Art Courtesy: Shraddha Mishra  

Dear wind of my dreams,  Hold my hand and take me away. I want to dart my thoughts, Learning giving life to the dots.  Dear water in my eyes, Be reserved for the happiest.  Because I don't want to mess, And prove you to be stateless.  Dear wall built over my trust,  Stand strong and firm as it ticks. I won't give you the chance to kneel, Will protect the cracks until the heal, Dear word of my every writing,  Express yourself at the right time.  I want to win on every rhyme, With the cadence of your stream. Dear wings of the fire,  You inspired us from within.  I now want to make you fly,  To the heights nobody can apply.  Dear wanderer of my soul, Let me burble everywhere you go. I don't want to wade for the vain, Rather echo my power until pain.  Dear weaknesses present in me,  No need to hid from the witches. I am going to make you strong.  Taking faith & willingness along.  Dear Warmth of my mother's lap,...

Expect what you actually see, Within the dark shadows of tree. Expect what you suddenly realise, Because the nature is always precise. Expect the right and be strong, The times when situation is wrong. Expect the unexpected journey, Designed for the great victory. Expect the most deadliest, When the fear is your Guest. Expect what you always desire, Let the other obstacles do retire. Expect the jealousy of peer, When the path of success is near. Expect the integrity of yourself, When you are the part of Shelf. But remember just one thing, Over expectations is never the king. Live the way you want to be like, And then ride your life's bike. Beyond expectations lies the vitality, And somewhere the actual reality! So deeply breathe in and out, Step into the world and face the crowd... - Swar

#WorldPoetryDay Hey guys,  On the occasion of World Poetry Day , here's sharing one of my poems,  narrated with the magical words, the things which are locked in our minds as surds. Tried something different, something unique... Once in a while, I hear those voices People calling me Suddenly and continuously. They stuck in my ear Signals twist, Sources are mist Nothing could stop them From being seized. Diverts my mind, Directs thinking, Without blinking... It has a lot to say Pointing towards a ray, The endless one. Looking deep down in it, Mind enters cam-era, Hard to focus Hard to adjust Difficult to understand. As the time passes Slowly it faints, Unable to affix Which sustained as a lake, Maybe for my sake...😕 -Swar