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Hi Rajneesh, thanks so much esp for the last line 
great enthusiasm and attitude you envisaging for me I will share one of my poems heer with you :
Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
great enthusiasm and attitude you envisaging for me I will share one of my poems heer with you :Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
Everybody is Somebody
Consider this land as a reaching ray
Decipher that step as a progressive way
Knowing this life so sudden at times
Sitting is that someone all ready to move . .
Silencing the thoughts on the sand so still
He sat feeling that guilt of his diffident will
Regretting his heart is that fear of failure
Wondering how long shall be his progressive tenure
Managing to gather that strength to sustain his individuality
Getting up now is that someone all ready to move . .
Trying to follow that different light of his race
He has the eyes to analyse things at his pace
Awe-struck is his little heart
Wanting to acquire that sword to thwart
All the emotions that are keeping the success apart,
Falling in affection with love to grow beyond
Standing is that someone all ready to move. .
Deciding the things to be done he is all set
Forgetting those dead promises that kept his eyes wet
Breathing he is now only for his self
Breaking out of his image of a road-elf
Gradually destroying those wasted moments spent for every
Other somebody
With rude comments
Find he must now that old way of his newness
To sustain his life with the ideas of his freshness
Strong hearted is now
That soft bud
Of innocent touch in him . .
Desiring to blossom small yet beautiful
He has to embrace the thoughts of growth
Even on this road
Opportunities where lay in bountiful
Bearing all the emotional storms of this world
He has to manage not to wither away with the crowd
He has to flower on even unnoticed. .
Not untouched,
Though for his sweetness
Sharing the sweetness with all the coloured
Buggers of the world
Preserve he has to still even with pores
His own lively white colour of progressive calmness
He has to colour on, air on
Nodding on to the orders of his abilities. .
Spreading his petals all strong
And connected to the centre
Of his beliefs
He has to essence on. .
Stopping various cruel touches, stares
He has to ground on eternally. .
Preserving that energy of shalom in himself
He has to live on, smile on, grow on. .
Along with that mother tree of his shadow-line
That grows selflessly every-day
For everybody who’s somebody. . .
Samar, I have already shared two poems here from both of my books. There are diverse poems on varios themes in the books. You can buy it online from Flipkart or Amazon any time you like to analyze my work Thanks for keen interest.
Thanks for keen interest. navingulia
New member
Great work Akanksha. Really glad to know your success and work. Many congratulations for the same.
Best wishes.
Best wishes.
Beautiful lines.
However, I am wondering on the thought that the "oppression of self through self" is normally "the pain of changing blindly", except, if you had a masochist in mind... or, off-course, if you love the feeling...
keep it up akanksha chaudhary....my support is wid every single jaat on dis planet
ha ye hoi kuch jatan alli baat
Akansha,my best wishes are with u in your endeavour .I was never a poetic kind of person;so I cound'nt get much out of your poem mentioned here.
Also, I am not able to understand your signature line- If life spaces up,it moves on until it gives back---What does it mean ?.Also,write here some simple kind of poem;so that my kind of not so poetic person can also enjoy and understand something.
Also, I am not able to understand your signature line- If life spaces up,it moves on until it gives back---What does it mean ?.Also,write here some simple kind of poem;so that my kind of not so poetic person can also enjoy and understand something.