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Poetry on Being Stuck

 BEING STUCK The world is moving, but it feels I'm standing still, Just like a rigid and helpless hill. Which stands there unable to move, It got ideas that the world disapproves. But still it hopes for the best,  wishes for a happy sunset. The one where he is free from fears, Experiencing true happiness after many years. -Amrinder
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Inner Child Poem

Inner Child Poem to the Inner Child Inner Child Poetry In me I see two souls, One childish and free, The other dull & trapped. The childish side is made to behave, And told to properly react. Soon a box of views is thrown out, The curious gaze of that child, is no where to be found. The trapped side grew stronger, But it held grudges no longer, The numbness reached the soul, Making me lose all control. This world has always been like this, Malice and prejudice still exist. Though everybody is made of same clay, Hardly some reacts in humanly way. Bogus opinions are preferred, Rather than real ones. Fake people being available in tons. What suffers the most is that inner child, Whose eyes were soft with heart mild. Now that heart is cold as ice, Before opening up with anyone it thinks twice. -Amrinder Everyone has an inner child within them. But in the process of growing up, the child somehow gets lost. Lost...
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Differences : Poem

Poem on Differences Differences They have always been like this, Too loud with their words, And anger in their voice, Their statements remained in my head, As a constant background noise. I became distant from them, And even from myself. How to deal with this, I couldn't tell. My behaviour became negative, And in my past I mostly dwelled. Even my silence failed to convey them, How miserable I felt. Their reactions made me cold, Filling me with stupid emotions, That I still couldn't unfold. All I needed was appreciation, But what I received was strictness, Leading my personality, To become a perfect mess. I lost a lot of time sitting alone, With my emotions so lifeless, I felt like a stone. I still wish they could see, How severe their tone is, Never telling them my problems, Became the actual plot twist. The differences made communication awkward, Rather than moving ahead, I swept backward. I feel like undergoing the same ride, The cold tone again hurt...
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Bad Day Poetry

BAD DAY POETRY Poem on Bad Day It is one of those days, When you don't wish to wakeup. You keep on staring at the roof, Various thoughts beginning to makeup. You wished to be engulfed by, The emptiness within you. To be left alone with the darkness, That will thoroughly haunt you. You lay pale and lifeless, Like a wiltered flower. A lump of emotions, Now beginning to tower. But somewhere you know, This too shall pass, These thoughts wont forever harass. You take a deep breathe, And get through the day. In the end saying, It was just a bad day. -Amrinder At times even functioning normal becomes tiring. Our thoughts and emotions overpower our sensibility and perspective. An array of emotions leaves us like a wrecked mess, making us sad and not wanting to do anything. At times we wish things to end, we wish to be engulfed by our sorrow. But later we realize that its just our overthinking, magnifying simple situations. Remember its just a bad day not a b...
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3 Am thoughts Poem

3 AM Thoughts Poem on 3-AM Thoughts 3 AM the vulnerable hour, The one that slowly binds, But also tears me apart. The moon being my loyal friend, Though miles we set apart. It comes by my windowsill, & tries to calm my heart. With silence everywhere, My thoughts scream aloud. "What worthy have you done till now That you seem so proud"? To this I loose my mind. Just like sand gushed by air, I too lag behind. I wish to go back in time, & change some decisions. But this is real life we're talking about, It has no such conditions. At last I say myself, to try one last time. To give it my all, With consistency being prime. To change the things now, Rather than ugly crying. To be a learned human, Who has defeated failure this time. -Amrinder 3am is a vulnerable hour. With quiet all around, all our senses are overtaken by emotions and feelings, the time when we are in our most raw and unfiltered form.  Sometimes ...
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"For you, a thousand times over"- Kite Runner Quote Meaning

"For you, a thousand times over" This quote has been taken from the novel The Kite Runner, written by Khalid Hosseini. This quote has been used by Hassan for Amir. For You, A Thousand Times Over To me this quote is about loving someone, to an extent that you are willing to do anything and everything for them, even a thousand times over. We often associate the word love in a romantic way, but love is diverse. The kite runner depicts love of Hassan for his brother/ friend whom he lovingly called Amir Agha. This quote talks about love in which we put someone else's needs before our priorities, one is willing to do anything for the other person. This love is boundless. But, what I also want to add is self love is very important. At times we give someone such high value in our heart that we totally forget ourselves, our needs, desires, dreams etc. Love should lead to growth. The love where only one person is giving and is willing to do anything is not right. Love yoursel...
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Poetry on Being Stuck

 BEING STUCK The world is moving, but it feels I'm standing still, Just like a rigid and helpless hill. Which stands there unable to move, It got ideas that the world disapproves. But still it hopes for the best,  wishes for a happy sunset. The one where he is free from fears, Experiencing true happiness after many years. -Amrinder
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Book Summary- The man who planted trees

The man who planted trees is a short story by Jean Giono. This story is about a shepherd who single handedly converted a deserted land into a new forest. Book summary of the man who planted trees Summary: The story begins when the narrator decides to take a hiking trip through provence and into the alps. On his way, he reached a deserted, barren area where hardly anything grows. Only wild lavender can be found in this region. On his journey, he runs out of water and his search of water leads him to a shepherd named Elzeard Bouffier, who gave him water and took the narrator to his cottage. Curious about his way of living and laconic tone the narrator decides to stay with him for the time. He gets to know that after losing his son and wife, the old shepherd decided to reside his life in solitude. He would separate good acorns from the bad ones and plant those on the barren land. This was his attempt to bring the dying land back to life. The narrator then returns to his home. During that ...
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