Dare to think beyond? Beyond the Reality of life Or into the deep inner voice... Someone called me, Shook me, let me heard "I’m awake, I’m still awake I’m there for you, To fight against the mighty warrior And I believed soon, I’m with myself and I’m here, yet alive . Getting out of bed and having morning tea I realised, Perhaps I’m the fittest to have survived
And I have been facing So many problems boldly... Is this year a curse or a boon? An illusion or the reality! I have lost my near and dear ones My own guidance, my father Almighty has taken him along To give the rest which he probably couldn't get in this world The world which was on the verge of extinction Words are less to express these feelings, But flow of lines let with mild gestures; Well naturally I have taken the lead With attitude and vibes so positive As responsibilities are there on my shoulders To live on one's feet being fully free . But few have understood their lives , A little had advantage over the lock down, A few passed the idle life gossiping around , Many life savers have misused the pandemic To gather wealth through unfair means , Some did try to snatch others lives While many others stole away others property. And yes!
A handful of good saviours and True friends came along on the way. I’m trying to write down verses But the songs of life would always be there Whether the earth exists or not; Mystical reality will not be far away.
At first, at the beginning of the pandemic
Continuous lock down made me think, Life is being locked along with its hopes and dreams. What would happen and where will we land up ,
We must know ... As days crawled, prayers were heeded, Rays of hope seemed shining at us . Towards the end of the year of total 366 days 2021 will be truly known 'Synonym of Hope' To a prosperous new year To welcome the new teachings of this World, That living a valuable life is more necessary; Than to live an illusion of materialistic schedules
Love will be true when truth will bloom
In midst of Humanity genuinely waited through
though some places are unbearable with Injustice
Tolerance and tolerance, even it is too tired.
We seek help from the eternal forces
Give little place if you have for us,
Shower on us or show to us
A path to endeavor and of sure success,
At least if we live admired
We must also die peacefully ,
Not to surrender ourselves
Before anything than tranquility.
Poet Nargis Yasmin
hails from Howly, Barpeta, Assam
and works as a Teacher
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