This one is my very First poem. Not my best work obviously. But this was how my journey of playing with words began so, I want to share this first. Enjoy reading. I hope you do. But if you don't... idk sorry maybe ?
Lines : 12
Verses : 4
Rhyme scheme : abcb
Theme : Life
2nd Sep. 2018
Early morning sitting at the terrace,
Chirping birds over me fly.
The sun started rising after,
The way it would never rise.
Weird thoughts came to mind,
Should stay alive or die ?
That's the time one could hear,
How loud the heart can cry.
'Alive' is the word for those,
Getting the pleasure of life.
'Alone'is the word for some,
Who don't live but strife.
Life is like a task to be done,
The reason for which one has to derive.
Many people have tried it though,
No one's ever escaped it alive.
-Kavya
I'm not really a Morning person but, I was then... maybe ? Never mind. Oh and for your info, the last para will always be more enticing than the rest. You're welcome. Don't skip to the last para tho, it'll hurt me. Yes it will, it's not like you can tell.
Anyway, I hope you had a nice time.
Bye
♡K
Peace ✌🏻
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