What Immortal hand or eye, Could have created the wonder oh my!! Amidst the dark and dingy sly, Killed, bruised and left to die! it hurts to see when the numbers dwindle, our hearts wither in pain and swindle.
We all could stop being cruel, To creations around us and treat them well! For none is any better than the other, We all stand as same under his altar.
Hope some light dawns amidst darkness and dismay, We can still see a silver-line when clouds sway, do our bit to save creations of god in our own small way!!
Writing is a passion that I will never allow to fade inside me. It all started as a small note in my school diary and I wrote my first poem when I was in class 8th. I write poems and have even contested in many poetry websites and magazines during school as well as college days.I got the novel idea of publishing my poems and started posting my poems on social platforms, since then I have been receiving excellent and positive feedback. I am basically from Bangalore and being a literature lover, I maintain a poetry blog called https://www.facebook.com/PoeticTranscendence, please do visit this website which has the collection of my poems. Happy Writing!!
God Loves Us He gave His son up for Us Sometimes, We tend to not understand how massive it is ‘Cause we’re limited, we don’t understand how limitless it is God said we are Precious in His sight Please, don’t
Puberty A time of confusion It feels like a delusion With no coordination No organisation Puberty A time to love and hate You grow at an alarming rate Many need someone to help motivate Others are a little bit late