written by: Saanvi Patra
You may not have given us what we want
But taught us what to do and what shan’t.
You may not have acquainted us with flight,
But might’ve given us the potential to fight.
Sitting in the present,
And getting taunted by the past
Makes me ponder upon you.
You just sound so far away,
But we are just too doltish to realize you are every day.
Sometimes I conjecture
Are you bright,
Or just like the past with exiguous light.
Each day of past regrets and future fears,
To-morrow, not in the blues.
God willing not to give me bad luck.
Uphold me I don’t want to be a mere schmuck!
Hi, I'm Saanvi; an avid reader and writer. I find reading and writing quite unique because you get transported into another world; you can't see things, but you can also see them. Crazy isn't it? When you don't find me reading or writing, you'll find me practicing Classical dance, sketching, or maybe jamming country or pop music. I truly believe everyone has value and they are worth it, when they think they are not, they just need a little reassurance. Through the years, I hope to contribute to making the world a better place.
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