❝Writing poetry is like making love: one will never know whereas one's own pleasure is shared.❞
Hello everyone, Jiya here. I hope you find some joy in my poems and that they resonate with you in some way. I'm aware that they may not be perfect, but...
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Does my marks are more essential than me? Because I don't matter to you, I think.
Just because, I don't get good grades, I don't think my skills are sufficient to rate.
What is the need to compare me with another guy? You just strangle my confidence to die.
Not knowing what am I capable of, Just rating my skills with a scoff.
You Compare, You compare, Just because I don't have those medals and a trophy, Not only you make me to filled with guilt but kills me from inside mostly.
Why do you compare a bird and a flower, They Both have their different power.
You not only compare my skills but my physique too, Like seriously, are these are the things which made me to compare myself and believe you?
Yes, Yes, I am not like those butterflies who are flying so high, But still, I tried,I tried and I tried.
But now,I won't allow But now ,I will stand myself in this crowd.
Why, Why would I try to fit in, When I can stand out by myself in this.
This time, I won't say "why me" But this time, I will say ,"let them try me"
Both sun and moon are different, and so we are like them, all magnificent.
