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 # 30s ME … To Myself at 30 --------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear myself aged 30 Hai and Hi Five About you, a lot I do hear And that brings both joy and fear Maturity is your gift, it's told Along with being sensible and bold It's told you bring maturity It's told you make me sensible It's told you make my life stable And It's told, to fulfill all my dreams, you make me able While these reasons are enough to excite There are few things  Which bother and give me a fright First of all, Are we both similar ? Or even better,  How drastically do we differ ? While change is truly  The only constant  From my authentic core I don't wish to be too distant  Do you find the fulfillment  Of my long-cherished dreams ? Or did you find them to be Silly childish whims? Everything changes I understand, As time flows So what are now your Dreams and goals? Oh, so many questions !  Hope you don't mind  Me putting you through...

🪔🌺🙏  *Being a woman as I am  Is all wrong they say Listen to me, they teach What's the right way  *Tumeric powder for fair skin Suggests the all-knowing traditional trad Na, better to use creams and bleach Advices the snobbish ultra-modern mod  *Fully dress up and decked - trad says carry your belief on body like a doll inert Mod dressing is exotic and catching up the latest style expert Well, don't both deny comfort ? *Trad says English speaking is bad, especially for a girl Mod feels mastery over mother tongue to be backward, rural  *Trad opines that too much of education corrupts females  Mod expects one to be a know-it-all, memorizing world's all tales  *Trad favous the family above all Mod is in favour of friendships standing tall - Both ignore the individual inner CALL   *Trad life is all full of blind beliefs and superstitions  Mod life is totally rational, devoid of emotions  *Trad demands to change lifestyle and tastes a...

  ** The Crystal Ball ** 🌒 When I'm clouded  By confusion, fear or Doubt I turn to the Divine Crystal Ball To reveal the answers sought  🌓 Crowned with Holy heavenly halo Glows with soft celestial grace Its mere sight evokes introspection Into its mythical depths I gaze  🌔 Fogggy obscured sometimes For it to clear do I patiently wait And mirroring our earthly lives Goes through phrases like our Fate  🌕 Formations visible on it Activates my inner clairvoyant Mind quientens up to decipher The upcoming worries and enjoyment  🌖 Sometimes a silent whisper Sometimes a intutive thought The way differs everytime But the message is right brought  🌗 It lies high up there ... The sacred otherworld sphere The doorway to higher realms Allures me to fly away from here  🌘 It lights up The Dark The silent black Night Illuminates All Mysteries All psychic powers ignite  🌙🌊 Magnatising charm it holds It rises powerful waves It alchemises everything Pu...

UNTOUCHABLE 🌸 🌼🌼🌼 The side door swings back and forth As in and out they run A mischievous lot, they were My maid's little children Grandma frowned at them Run round, they dare? Outcaste and impure Untouchables, they are Grandpa smiled and said Right you are indeed! Untouchable they are From vanity, pride, greed Untouchable to sorrow Nothing ever soils their joy Untouchable to any worry Smile fades not from their eye They mind not of the world around Untouchable to ideals so high Their hearts are filled with love alone Innocence they personify Untouchable were their souls For the insults and abuse hurled Untouchables they indeed were For the harshness of the world Untouchable for the ways of the world With joy and love they shine Untouchable for the evils of mankind They embody a spark of the Divine They play and laugh gleefully Standing by the threshold Untouchable for the reality outside So bitter, cruel and cold They peek outside curiously May this threshold they not cros...

IDENTITY I'M JUST ME Not the one To fit into  society's constraints Not the one To shrink myself  for other's selfish gains By society's  standards  To be defined I am  way  Too refined In just any one  divisional boxes,  I don't get in In any  stereotypical category,  I don't fit in To anyone else's  expectations,  I no longer heed Everything that I am,  will be shown  only through deed Let them  see me as a  worthless weed The Hall of Fame  one day,  I'm sure to lead No longer do I  put up any given  society's label As to create  and show my own,  I'm now able As a rose  smells sweet  with any other name So to bloom forth  by myself,  that's my only aim Unapologetically,  I am only,  just only ME And that's what  I am always  going to be 6 September 2019 Pen A Poem Competition REVA University ...

UPHILL  -  POEM ANALYSIS Introduction: "Uphill" is a religious and metaphorical poem written by Christiana Rossetti. The poem religiously describes the arduous journey of a human life until death; by cleverly camouflaging it through images of a road, an uphill trek, a welcoming Inn, etc. The poem appears trivial at first glance, but it has religious beliefs and deep philosophies veiled in analogies. Structure: The poem comprises of sixteen lines, which are uniformly divided into four quartet stanzas. The poem is, therefore, taut and neatly structured, without any spare lines or phrases. Rhyming: The poem follows a uniform rhyming scheme of        "a b a  b" throughout its length. The first and the third lines of each quartet end with rhyming words, so do the second and fourth lines. The same pattern can be observed in all the four stanzas. Metre: The poem is written in Iambic metre; with the exception of the opening lin...

TO SIR... To our most loved lecturer, Mallikarjun Sir Sir, you always encouraged us and made studies appear fun Sir, you were our mentor and guide at every turn Sir, you were there for us always, right from Day One Sir, we can never thank you enough for all that you have done Sir, with great patience, all your students you did train Sir, in your guidance, a lot we did gain Sir, you made such complex topics appear so simple and plain Sir, our favorite teacher forever you will remain Sir, from your teaching, a lot we did learn Sir, to listen to your teaching, we shall always yearn Sir, for teaching and guidance, to you we always turn Sir, no amount of thanks can suffice in return Sir, you are leaving us all, but why? Sir, it's very difficult to say you Goodbye Sir, it definitely makes all of us cry Sir, to remain your worthy students, we will always try This, Sir, is a little gift from your student, Kiranmayi 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟...