Missing You

Its 2 a.m but I am unable to sleep

Your memories again made me to weep,

My heart is bleeding but eyes are dry

You are impossible to forget how hard I try,

A thought of you suddenly struck my mind

Sweet moments with you my brain starts rewind,

Tears roll down like drops of morning dew

The only crime I did is falling in love with you,

I hide my face away from these tears

It hurts so much to be this sincere,

I wish I could have more time to stay

Just wanna see you always till my last day,

Your emptiness flows through my every vein

I am lost in my world slowly getting insane,

I am writing this rhyme to let you know

In this circle of life people come and go,

Don't regret 'Taran' it was just a painful past

Clouds of this sadness will no longer last,

Enough words I wrote nothing more to say

I miss you more and more with each passing day!

Tarandeep Singh

Singh Pura, Miran Sahib

'The Creation Of Almighty'

I saw a mesmerizing, beautiful mustard field

As if the earth was covered with attractive shield

So tender were the flowers fascinating

Seems I stood amidst the bowers captivating

There the birds chirping, flying here and there

Amazed I was, unable to decide, to go where

Gently I touched the flowers with all my love

It was like I touched a small, innocent, sweet dove

Plucked the flowers, the yellow hue, amber like

Hypnotised mind, a few ideas came and strike

Who filled the colours in the flowers?

Who's the creator of heaven like nature?

The pleasant breeze came through the swaying trees mighty

With closed eyes I enjoyed the creation of Almighty.

Alka Sharma

Rehari Colony.

Chalk white wall

I tilt my head towards a chalk white wall

It's hard to my head but has a reassurance

Something that I couldn't find on a human shoulder

It's white and reflective of every mark that many have left on it

And the ones I imprint on it

It's blank and spacious with so many thoughts to afloat peacefully .

There's a human on the other side

And this wall on this side

Which doesn't move or gets tired.

I have weight on my shoulders

And in my head

And it takes away some of it for me and many others.

On days when the air around is heavy,

This white stretched vertical plank makes everything breathable.

I tilt my head towards a chalk white wall

And close my eyes in trance

Divyanshi Khajuria