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151. My Sister, My Angel, My Constant Rhyme
Born on December 10,
Grown up a lot wise since then...
From a sweet little butterfly,
To a beautiful wise little owl,
From silent tears,
To fierce growl....
From sadness to light,
A true blessing in disguise...
Filled with hopes, courage and dreams in her heart,
A true emotional little angel with a tender heart since her birth...
Sweet, precious and kind princess sister mine,
Always so wonderful, always so divine...
With the magic of love filled in her heart,
And the hope of dreams glimmering in her eyes,
She is my little sister,
Emotional and wise...
Hiding her emotions,
Behind so many disguises,
Filled with so many virtues,
Away from all the vice...
With a sweet, pleasing melodious voice,
Like a secret santa bringing to life many joys...
With a smile so peaceful and divine,
Even on the gloomiest day, her smile makes me feel fine...
With her around, I never had to think twice,
With her wise words she melts my heart like ice....
Playing in the garden in a tent and under the trees,
The funny games and the silly stories...
Darkroom, theif police, the doctor, the kitchen set and the tea parties and many other games,
Playing which, pure joy and smiles always rained ...
Relishing the treasure of our childhood memories,
In our hearts, it is going to stay safe for centuries...
Though we grew apart in the journey of time,
But in my life's poems she is still an inseparable constant rhyme...
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152. Panda and penguin: Yin and Yang on Paws
I am a panda, 🐼
You are a penguin... 🐧
We may seem opposites,
But we are still like kin...
I like pleasant and warm,
You are a warrior queen who can survive any cold storm...
You are playful and loyal,
I am a free-spirited, care-free royal ...
You are an agile, curious and social jelly bean,
I am solitary, lazy and clumsy, like the world has not much seen...
You walk cutely with baby steps,
Like a ball of fur, I just roll without much use of my legs....
I am a master of adaptation,
Surviving mainly on affection and green plantations...
You are a pro at waddling and diving,
Mainly on seafood you like surviving...
I roll down hills with effortless charm,
Coming out of all the troubles and challenges without any harm...
You seek adventures and delicious fish,
Holding your breath and hiding underwater to escape being a seals dinner dish...
Black and white,
Like yin and yang,
I am a lonesome traveler,
But with your group you like to hang...
Even after so many differences, unique,
There are some similarities that unite us in a click...
We are both vulnerable but yet very strong,
Cute fluffballs we roam, singing our hearts song....
We stand out in the crowd,
Not ashamed of our physique, but rather proud...
We are two tuxedo warriors,
Unafraid of life's any barrier...
We are two adventurers in black and white,
We both try to escape unnecessary fights...
We both are adorable and cute,
Vulnerable in our commute...
We are both clumsy,
Without food, we both get Humpty Dumpty...
We are both known for our comical antics,
We are both, in our own way, romantic...
With the warmth and cool clash,
The clumsy rolls and determined waddles,
The nibbles on bamboo and feasts on fish,
We may be worlds apart,
But we share a melody of experiences and our special art...
With our undeniable cuteness and charm,
We melt hearts with our paws and hugs warm...
Our differences are our strengths,
Our cuteness is our ultimate defense...
We are a panda and a penguin,
United by our black and white stripes,
And our little fumbling wobbly walks,
Ready to conquer the world,
While the world undermining our value,
On our clumsiness mocks...
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153. The Mother's Crucible
Sometimes with planned efforts and will,
Sometimes unwanted and by a twist of fate,
We unknowingly nurture the seed of creation,
In our womb, a new life begins to take shape...
Nurturing the fire of new life with love and blood and preserving it with water,
The Crucible works wonders in creating a new toddler...
Choosing pain like that of 1000's of red ants sting,
Or letting our dreams and hopes glow and fly by giving them the wings...
A journey not always bathed in sunshine,
Filled with really tough choices and decisions from time to time...
To bring to the world a new life's precious and priceless gift,
But on the other hand, putting our own life at stake and at risk...
Surrounded by a world of uncertainty,
Requiring immense courage, love and sacrifice to enter into unknown new territory...
Coming as a boon for many,
But for some, as a grave mistake,
Bringing the confusion to move ahead with a leap of faith,
Or the journey ahead to just simply forsake...
How overwhelming it is to bear a child,
Uncertain and unaware of the surprises the future may hold wild...
How brave and magical to nurture and build a new life in you,
Feed and turn a part of your body into a new who...
Having strange, un-explainable feelings, happy and low,
To share the pain and discomfort with nowhere to go...
Going through a roller-coaster ride with so many physical and emotional change,
Often alone in this journey of wide spectrum of emotional range...
How enduring it is to bear the pain,
How vulnerable and empty life feels if after months it goes in vain ...
The pain and trauma of a miscarriage,
Or the drama of not giving birth to a male child to carry on the lineage...
Feeling empowered and blessed,
At the same time, feeling weak and stressed...
With some really tough decisions to make,
When the health and life span of the upcoming life in this world are shaky and at stake...
To let a new life be born, bringing along the joy and pain,
To let it live on for a short span or try to save it from misery that reigns...
Or let it go before it's even born,
Trying to save our heart later from being attached and then shattered and torn...
Letting it come and go like a little butterfly,
Or forego the chance of meeting it and saying hi...
With anxiety, grief, guilt or regret to follow,
The emotional baggage, to make us feel insecure, incomplete and hollow...
But how tough it's to let go and abort,
How much blood, pain and complications and what not..
A decision etched in tears,
Accompanied by the whispers of doubt and fear...
A Fragile Seed in Shifting Sand,
With so many mirages in play at destiny's hand...
From the joy of new life,
To the fear of loss and agony...
Who chooses joy, who chooses fate,
When life hangs in the balance, delicate....
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154. Attitude of gratitude
Gratitude brings grace,
Complaints at times just bring disgrace...
At times, we can't change what happens in our life,
But by altering our reaction, we alter life's whole vibe...
Gratitude has the power to elevate,
To bring in our life changes, great...
A person always cheerful and lively,
Their company everyone likes to embrace,
But sad and gloomy people who always complain,
With them, others start to maintain their distance and slowly alienate...
Complains attract negativity and gloom,
While gratitude helps positivity to bloom...
Be thankful for even the wrongs along with the right,
That's the way to build a peace future, happy and bright...
Life happens, but it's just a matter of attitude,
To react with regret or with gratitude...
There are always the worst things that can be,
It's on us what we choose to see...
Complain about the negative that happened,
Or looking at the positive, just be thankful for saving us from the worst that could have happened...
Even the grumpiest soul can find the sun,
With a shift in perspective, a new day can always begun...
The law of attraction says to go on with a positive attitude,
Move ahead with a heart filled with gratitude...
So that's the way to go on with life,
With a positive affirming thankful vibe...
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155. Playing the victim: Beyond the Victim Mask
People often make mistakes,
But rather than accepting it with grace,
They play the victim card, trying to escape,
Trying to prove themselves right and the ace,
Trying to bring others shame and disgrace....
Wearing the victim hat, they feel empowered,
Their false pride and ego feels safe and pampered...
Making others feel bad and low about themselves,
As a means of self empowerment and defense...
Loading others with their expectations, unjustified,
Then later on, playing the blame game, picking up an unnecessary fight...
Hiding their insecurities, fears and need to connect and engage,
With anger and rage, they attempt to save their face...
Making people apologize for their own mistakes,
Trying to manipulate others with guilt weight...
With blind justification of their misdeeds,
A web of lies they build to deceive....
Trying to convince others with their stories fake,
Making it look as easy as eating a piece of cake...
Twisting their perceptions with judgment's skewed lens,
Ignoring the reality and everything else that makes sense...
Not paying heed to the facts being told,
Repeating their story till it's ultimately sold...
When their frustration and anger fail to make way,
They play the victim card to save their day....
Acting and using tactics dark, shady and gray,
Stepping up their blame game's, game play,
Their cards for sympathy, they start to lay...
With a wise use of words with emotions and sentiments they play,
Trying to prove themselves victims, no matter what others may say...
Playing the weak and the suppressed victim to gain power and control,
Shifting the blame, deflecting responsibility for their deeds and reversing roles...
Choosing self-victimisation as the easy choice,
By playing the innocent card and seeking sympathy, so they can worry free, rejoice...
Blaming others for everything rather than accepting the mistake,
Simply wallowing in self-pity just for their inner peace's sake...
Ignoring others' well-being,
Just thinking about own being...
Ignoring the impact on others' lives,
Self-centred and self-engrossed with a victim mentality, they simply want to thrive...
Eyes glazed over, blind to the tears they've made flow,
Bloated egos fuelled by the pain they sow...
Making others apologise and feel low,
And sleep soundly, bathed in tears, they did not show...
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156. Naughty at forty
You are 34, I am 35,
Age is just a number,
Over it we should not argue or fight,
Let's all just party and vibe,
Don't let age divide,
Keeping the age aside,
Just enjoy the moments, happy and bright...
Don't be a jealous cat,
On me, don't be mad,
When you are naughty, I don't feel bad,
Stop your overthinking and being sad...
You say you are not fourtyyyyyy,
But come on, be a little sporty,
Age is just a number. How does it matter?
Your self-confidence and self worth don't let a joke shatter...
Age or looks don’t define a person or their beauty,
It's the wisdom of talk and the kindness-filled heart that defines a person truly...
The heart is naughty at all age,
It's liveliness time can't cage...
Being naughty is better than being a sage,
To bring joy and happiness to yourself and others, you don't need to be of a particular age...
You are an angry bird,
To cool your anger should I flirt ?🤣
Being naughty in a dignified way,
With a naughty laugh to make someone's day,
Or flirting to bring about smiles with sweet kind praise,
Or flirting jokingly to make people feel special and valued right away...
With dignified love, care and compassion,
These things are act of kindness with passion,
Be proud of them and not guilty,
They don't make you a bad person or filthy...
Praising people and making them smile with your charm,
Making them happy without any expectations, and ill intent of any harm,
Bringing to the cold, sad, numb hearts a little warmth,
Is one of the noblest deeds on this earth...
Flirting in a healthy way,
Helps boost people's self-worth and self-confidence right away,
The magic of a few words can really positively weigh,
The despair of broken hearts can really slay...
In a hearty flirting with respect,
There can never be any problem or defect,
On peoples hearts and minds it only leaves a positive effect,
Making them feel happy and perfect...
Being valued and praised brings into people's dark lives some light and colors, removing the shades of gray,
It can make them happy even on their gloomiest day...
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157. Healing Heart
Don't be affected by people's words filled with filth and dirt,
Don't let their negativity hurt,
Don't let it leave you like an angry bird...
Don't let their storms dim your shine,
Ignore their blabber, you are just doing fine...
What ever makes your heart feel warm and cozy,
There is no reason for anyone to be nosy,
If it helps you feel happy and glossy,
No one should be grumpy and bossy...
Your humble effort to build with others a Platonic bond,
With pure heart and intent, you can never be wrong...
Don't let their negativity sting,
Your heart's true song freely sing...
Proudly be your true self,
In their negativity don't dwell...
Sometimes my jokes might stray a bit too far,
So if I hurt you, forgive me like a guiding star...
To cool your anger and make your heart bloom,
What can be done to make you heal from the gloom...?
Your smile in itself is like sunshine on a winter's day,
Which warms the heart in a most wonderful way,
Your gentle words are a balm to the soul,
Helping mend the cracks and make others once again feel whole...
Showing some care and affection,
Is always better than the mask of perfection,
Don't worry about people's perception,
They are always clouded by misconceptions and deception...
Giving affection that you seek,
It is the sign of wisdom and strength and not at all foolish or weak...
Weaving threads of kindness, where growth and respect intertwine,
Helps bring into peoples life a positive life-changing effect divine...
Your subtle message of praise with grace,
Always helps broken numb hearts to once again race...
Your willingness to bring smiles at times really amaze,
You are a God's sent angel of kindness in many ways...
To connect with others emotionally, to bring all joy,
Without any intent to play with their emotions like toy...
With a kind wish to make everyone's heart's shine during the season of fall,
Spread happy, cheerful, playful vibes for all...
Being lively, sweet, kind and jolly,
Can never be a person's folly...
I appreciate your strength, kindness and might,
Thank you for being a beacon in the darkest night....
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158. The unpleasant encounters
When she was a little kid,
She was very innocent, kind and a little rich...
In her high school she made a mistake,
Of dating a pig who turned out to be filled with rage…
Others, he tried to use and abuse,
Their innocence and kindness he tried to misuse...
The pig cheated,
He often double dated,
And on being caught,
He barked ferociously like a rabies dog...
Back-stabber, who slander widely spread,
With no sign of any remorse or regret…
Complaining to his parents proved to be a glitch,
Because his mother turned out to be a real witch...
Out of her mouth came only crap,
Like her son, she seemed a completely wacko and crack...
In a foreign nation,
They ruined the name of their race,
By their actions,
Bringing their country's name a disgrace...
Years later, meeting with another weirdo from the same place destiny had lead,
Fake stories and rumors that guy used to spread...
Calling his wife evil and mean,
To gain others sympathy, who was really keen…
Cheating on his wife, he liked to flirt,
With adultery-filled thoughts, he, too, turned out to be a really filthy pig in the dirt...
As she gracefully aged,
She again found a weirdo from the same place...
She came across a pervert wolf in a doctor's coat,
Trying to manipulate her with unsought, unasked and unwanted advice, thinking her to be an innocent goat...
Trying to get weirdly intimate,
Persuading to randomly share with others, bed...
Unsought suggestions and lectures on sexual activities to actively engage,
Trying to falsely convince her that it is a must to stay healthy, happy and safe...
On the journey ahead,
Many more cunning and desperate people she met,
Trying to sweet talk her into a trap…
With a hidden agenda behind the sweet face of friendship,
Desperate to trap her into marriage just for citizenship...
Like this, she had many strange, disturbing encounters,
Suddenly coming to her, every now and then, as bouncers...
She came across on her journey many more psycho-rude and mean guys from all religions and regions,
Trying to annoy and destroy her peace, happiness and smiles without any reason...
Who acted sweet and nice at first,
But later showed their true colors by acting cheap, flirt...
From innocent and kind to arrogant and evil without any reason,
Changing even quicker than the five seasons...
Tired of facing the arrogance of people trying to prove their supremacy,
And the desperate people trying to full-fill their wild fantasy...
With sweet people turning out to be sour,
Without reasons, raging a unsorted, angry and crazy war...
Losing hope of finding people who are not looking to make connections for their perverted needs,
Who is not here to manipulate others for their pleasure and greed...
Facing times harsh and tough,
Navigating through these life experiences, rough,
Under the weight of these horrible experiences, her heart is really crushed...
With all such people with whom her paths crossed,
A bit of her hope, faith and self she lost...
To keep her respect and trust in that country intact,
Even finding one good person from there would be enough, we suspect...
A person with some love and compassion for humanity,
Genuine, kind, caring and filled with empathy...
With a pure heart and mind with basic decency,
She hopes to find these qualities in the person she met recently...😇
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159. Praise
Whispering the promises of victories untold,
Praise can help turn even mercury to gold...
Sometimes compliments just melt the heart,
Makes a person feel floating like on clouds above...
Praise helps people come out of their laze,
Giving them motivation to work towards moving to happy, brighter days...
Helping heal the scars of overthinking and negativity caused by other's words and verse,
Praise gives us the courage to fight and come out as a winner from situations, adverse...
Like the rays of the sun on a winter's day,
Praise melts away the frost of self-criticism, away,
Planting the seeds of confidence,
Nurturing in others a sense of pride, self-worth, strength and empowerment...
Bringing in a sense of satisfaction and achievement,
Praise truly helps in long term mood upliftment....
Giving people courage to be their true self,
Praise inspires their talents to better develop....
Boosting our confidence and mood,
Praise makes our tensions and worries feel reduced...
Giving our self-love, self-esteem and self-worth a raise,
The magic of random kind words of appreciation can amaze...
Filling us with happiness and joy and making our heart pace,
Praise fills us with feelings of gratitude and grace...
Genuine and heartfelt praises help to motivate and uplift,
Alleviating people from their insecurities, fears and guilt grip...
Even when the smallest daily routine efforts of others we randomly praise,
This random act of kindness in others' lives and hearts leaves a permanent positive impact we can never erase...
Having the power to brighten dark gloomy days,
They touch and impact lives, changing them in unexpected ways...
Reassuring us and making us feel happy comfortable and safe,
Praise can work magic even when in stone or in golden words it's not engraved...
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160. Whispers of Loneliness
Everyone is lonely,
With a heart shattered and brokenly...
Facing their own emotional struggle,
With many problems and trouble in everyday life to juggle...
Fighting many silent battles inside and around,
Not leaving their mind's peace safe and sound...
Everyone says that they want to remain alone peacefully in their solitude,
But it's just a fake mask of just words to show some attitude...
Everyone craves care and affection,
Everyone wants praise and support...
Everyone wishes for a shoulder to cry on,
And a warm comforting hug always ready for them to rely on...
With a silent prayer for someone to wipe their tears,
Helping them fight and get over their fears...
Everyone needs someone to always stand by their side,
Someone to always talk to in whom they can blindly confide...
People say it's hard or impossible to find someone like this,
But in their fears, to grab the opportunity to meet such a person they often miss...
Blinded by their insecurities fueled by their past,
And under the burden of their expectations, vast...
Seeing others through a colored glass of their perception,
Looking for just flaws and imperfections, looking for reasons of rejection...
They lose the person even before knowing them well,
In their own thoughts because they dwell...
When the good and positive come to help, their angry defenses swell,
And in negativity's grip, things don't go on so well, and they keep on feeling unwell...
No one has the patience to sow the seed of friendship and let it bloom,
Caring with kindness to let it slowly groom...
No one has the time to nurture the bond,
To let slowly the plant of understanding grow
strong...
We can always cultivate the beautiful fragrant flowers of friendship in our garden,
If we are open and willing to put in time and effort and others we are ready to understand and pardon...
It just takes some time, faith and trust,
Ultimately, offering what we seek is a must...
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