O wandering soul, searching for freedomFrom spiteful sorrows and searing strifeWander within, do not weather the storm,Undying are the woes of with'ring life. Weakened by malaise of melancholy,To succumb is the deed of feckless fools, Endeavour not to endure misery,A fiery flame ye shall further fuel.The mindless mind is weak only by choice,Deep inside lies …
Author: Veera
A seventeen year old writer, hooper, amateur poet, biology enthusiast and a diehard cricket fan
Alone
Just wrote some random shit here.None shall walk with me In rose gardens decked with thorns,For I stand aloneIn this world of fickle foolsChasing roses whose shades fade.None shall walk with me 'Mid the melancholy of timeTicking on, tireless,As roses bloom and wither,Living worthless, leaden lives.No trees offer shadeFrom scintillating sun's wrath,As timeless as time,So …
Nature’s Realms
A sonnet:Sparrows soaring over skies bathed in blueConcoct melodies with such elegance,Immune to illnesses of woe and rue, They seem, to observers in abundanceRabbits roam 'bout, while predators prowl rife,Amongst trees that trespass no forests' land,Beings bound only to the laws of lifeWander without chains, within home and beyond.The lions may live in their kingly …
Laughter
"Boys in a pasture"- Winslow Homer A set of wayras: Amidst grasslands lie-Imprisoned by childhood joys-Two young 'uns free to admireBoundless stretches of blueWithout worries nor worldly woes. "Look beyond!" cries one,"The horizon's crimson hue!"Grass sways to gentle breeze's tune,The woods watch in silence,Awaiting dusk, as moon ascends.Amidst grasslands lieImmune to illness of angst,Two young …
Untold
Conquerers of colossal EverestOnce surrendered to molehills aplenty,Yet admiration seeks solely success,Stories of struggles buried beneath.Conjurers of bewitching poetryOnce conjured abysmal cacophony,Yet masterpieces mesmerise many,Stories of struggles buried beneath..Tales of triumph storytellers spin,Whose defeats, untold, remain. -The Forgers of Fantasy This has been penned for the Quadrille Monday prompt in DVerse. You can access it …
Life Without Life
Life without the joyOf living your way,Where your wishes matter not,Only societys' hold sway;Where one cannot dream,Nor hope, for change,For society shall stand astuteAs aeons rise and wane-All who plead guiltyTo the crime of choosing lanesThat defy conventionAre labelled insaneAll who dare embarkOn journeys yonderThe terrains of tradition,Scorns of sheer wonder-In the chains of "civilisation",Plagued …
Life
Back after a long time..O life!what art thou? A flawless flaw of the Lord?A veil that can't be unveiled,For beyond its bordersAwaits an abyss of unknown. O life! What art thou?A shapeshifter that shacklesMere mortals to fates untoldA shapeshifter shackledBy the chains of just chaos. Bewitched by bottomless boardsOf hope, to see paradise,Some wander, while someBeguiled …
Those were the days, my friend
This is a set of two cadralors(the first one by me and the other by Riya from Hmm...). Been a long time since I wrote anything at all... Searing summer showersSuffocating spite and strifeUpon innocents.Merciless monsoons marching,Deliverers of despair,Raining rank ruin. Autumn ascending, Trees with'ring with timeless time, As wilted withering hearts Winter wry with …
I Can’t Feel Your Feelings
Been a long time..I can't feel your sadness,Can't feel your pain...My endeavours to understandYour woes, will go in vain.I cannot comprehendThe sorrows you brave,Hence, I cannot conferThe comfort you crave..I cannot sympathiseWith your grief,your despair,To offer false hope,No, I do not dare...All I can doIs listen to your laments,Your fiery outburstsAs your anger, you vent;A …
A Knock on the Door
A poem:She harked a knock on the door,Faint and feeble at first,Grew resolute, and resounding,The man's pleading was terse,"Provide a parched pauperSome water, if you please!"He stood crippled by cold,Degraded by disease.She harked a knock on the door,Faint and feeble once more,Could barely hear his hungry cries,As stood submerged in snow...His sunken eyes stared at …
The Forgers of Fantasy 