The Poetry Marathon

It was meant to express,

Now used to fake,

Do we really roll on the floor?

or quietly just smile.

Are we really so happy

or pretend to be.

Even our sadness converts into a smiley,

We cry through the emojis

While our eyes remain dry.

We laugh through them

When all we do is frown,

It was meant to express

But all we do is impress…

The curious soul,

Wanders in the dark,

Looking for a spark,

Our thirst for the search,

Left us with nothing.

We thought to know it all,

or getting closer to it,

The universe proved us wrong,

No matter what we do,

How far we go,

We will remain a small part of cosmos,

Never know the unknown,

Won’t go through the black hole…

The sky turning grey,

Could feel the droplets coming down,

The smell of wet earth,

seeping in through my windows,

I open the gates,

All drenched now,

The lovers have finally met.

The sea dancing with me,

Wind teasing me,

Yes, its cold,

Still don’t care at all,

All drenched to be reborn again..

Look up,

The sky is not all black,

Look close,

The moon is missing,

But stars still shine.

We may not see the sun yet,

Sparkling stars give us hope,

Light is out there,

Keeping us enlightened,

Telling us to wait for sunrise..

They tell you how to look,

The necessity to put on make-up,

What size you should be,

How should you breathe

They tell you what to think,

Command you what to speak,

Don’t go far away,

Just do not seek the reality.

The masks they tell you to wear,

Even if inside you scream,

Not aloud to show your grief.

They want you to be defined,

To fit in their little boxes,

Do not seek the truth,

Or you will be free.

Free from the lies,

The fake promises they make,

The images will be shattered,

The standards may break.

Do not let them hold you again,

Don’t let the pictures fool you,

You in yourself are enough,

It’s time to embrace the truth.

The Dream,

A bright light shook me up,

I wasn’t awake yet,

or wasn’t awake yet,

Oh! the dreams of mine,

Doesn’t let me choose a path.

The Dreams,

Not just one,

Many of them.

I wanna ride high,

I wanna dive deep,

Too many shapes,

Too many lanes,

Which one to choose,

Where to leave.

The one dream,

Found it at last,

The one that doesn’t just passes by,

Not just a flicker of thought,

This one makes me shine,

The reason I woke up again today..

Start with untangling your hair,

Let them fly,

Running along the wind,

As it touches your face,

Add the main ingredient, Freedom.

Free Yourself,

From the thoughts that make you frown,

From what others might think of you,

From the gaze of strangers.

Add in some sass,

Not too much,

Just to fire it up,

Now add lots of you,

Yes You,

The one which hides behind the closet doors,

The one which thinks about her less,

Let her be free.

Stir it up with confidence,

Let it simmer a little,

Remember to not add anyone’s company,

This time just you with you,

Remember to break all the rules,

Embark on your own journey,

Time to switch off,

From all the worries…

Can’t see a soul

My eyes still search

No one to talk, to tell

My lips moving, hearing them laugh

No one to hold,

Can’t hear everything’s right anymore

Thousands walk beside me

Still I walk alone

The emptiness inside, my only companion

I am Hardika and this will be my 5th full Poetry marathon this year. These 24 hours has always given me a way back to my heart, this is the most exciting time of the year for me. I am glad that the marathon is back this year because everyone needs it.

P.S: All the first timers, Welcome to the club!

Sometimes in life
When you are sure about a decision
When you think you know best
You make mistakes
You choose wrong
You become blind
Not every time your heart is right
Sometimes the choices you make
Are wrong
And life wrecking
Unchangeable
Be careful of those Choices!