Somedays, we stumble Somedays, we crumble As the story we write Progress with no end in sight. As the climb gets tougher The path gets rougher Despair and hope Driving down or up the slope. Chasing one's own tail, Somedays we fail Somedays we fight To set things right. What matters the most Is knowing …
Wings spread for flight The vast sky in sight She took off with might Towards future, bright. -©Surya Ramachandran
Dear April, my birth month On your every annual arrival I poise myself for a revival Phoenix from ashes, ready to rival Own self, seeking beyond survival. Dear April, my beloved month Showering blessings from kith and kin Perseverance and diligence gifting a win Giving the push to begin A new tale I am to …
O my dearest sapling! How prosperous a future I see As one by one, gets added a ring To your trunk growing mighty. Why hesitate to thrive And claim what you deserve? Why wait for monsoon to arrive When your roots can reach the reserve? Why let others fell you prematurely For firewood that keeps …
Mother A blessing and present God-sent Personification of unconditional affection A daughter's closest, best friend Personal mentor sparking many a reflection. -©Surya Ramachandran Dedicated to all mothers in the world, especially my mom who inspired this poem❤️ Love, Surya😊
Let the flame within burnDiffidence and unease into ashMay your willpower churnThe best in you, make a splash!-©Surya Ramachandran Make a splash - To be very successful and garner a lot of public attention.
We bid goodbye to another year Recollecting the past cheer and tear Learning from lessons of yesteryears Letting go of some troubling fears. The new annum is another chance To restart the game and advance Towards the goals you had forsaken And set right the mistaken. So cheers to fresh opportunities, To many new possibilities …
Never let go of your dream, How far away it may seem Doesn't matter, as long as you try A day shall come when you'll fly And conquer the golden sky For you're an eagle of might Born to soar and set sight On lofty, formidable height. Keep trying, and one day Your strong wings …
The book was open But none laid a glance Every word being written Awaited a chance To be read, to be understood To be acknowledged for what it stood. The book remained open Expecting a glance Until one day, the pen Was dropped, no more chance It was thus shut, without pleasantries or pleas The …
Numbers and equations Concepts, hefty calculations May seem to inspire little emotions ; Beauty in them can be found with patience. The unknown is a fascinating torture, Tackling the mysteries of nature Is the mortal - a blessed creature And student of the enigmatic teacher That is the known universe, In whom she'd blissfully immerse …
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