My Friendship

There is something so different and, strangely beautiful about beginnings For, they bring in hope, novelty, zeal and that profound urge to make it up after the last fall which almost had permanently wrecked and hampered my ship of self-esteem and legacy  Just as the sun rises, radiating in glory no matter how dark the sky was at night It reigns and begin afresh everyday if not on the same page then another chapter There is a beginning to every ending Just as a sentence you begin after a full-stop even when it takes an eternity and all your sanity  This poem is written as a part of National Poetry Writing Month in an association with APM Nation.

Among the dried leaves those memories heave Crisp, conspicuous & crunch autumn leaves, imagination hunch The lone garden and deep tranquil I had found myself blessed with nature's quill I took a pen and a diary the book of my emotions turned into a library  Here, I wrote my life's first song  and realized things weren't that wrong Under the warmth of sun a sigh of relief Converge at my heart's core, fall of a leaf It detaches with the lost spring from a tree A descend so divine that makes it free Written for A Prompt Each Day - Wordplay #5 and Ultimate Blog Challenge - Day#2

We are destined like this She whispered in his ears To console her younger brother She wiped his ceaseless tears Their daily chores start with washing dishes and ferry bricks Under the sunlight among silent whines There is a dream lying, close to kick There is a strange rhyme he listen  In those green paddy fields None but of his heart  To learn and read How difficult it is  to give up On dreams and forget  ''to wish''  Engraving notes   on the bare land He don't want to see their fate wicked We will read no matter what She said hugging him tight Perhaps, the courage  out of hard times was  a blessing in disguise Written for A Prompt Each Day