A Rainy Morning
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
1y ago
On a cool, breezy rainy morning, where everything seems so refreshing, raindrops pouring down on the land, fulfilling Earth’s countless demands. Providing life to parched soils, making the dejected farmers rejoice, easing the yielding of wheat and rice, ensuring the survival of the humankind. Rainfall brings fresh water and plants, inside the deep dense forest lands, some seeking shelter, run hither and thither, while others play, dance or bath by the river. Replenishing umpteen sources of fresh water, adding aesthetic value like a mesmerizer, making Earth look vibrant and gre ..read more
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LIVE YOUR LIFE
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
2y ago
Follow your wildest dreams, no matter whatever comes in between, be focussed towards your goals, letting none to have you under their control. Life is not a cakewalk, it has challenges in its stock, be brave and vanquish them, pull all the negativity to its end. We are social beings, with a diverse variety in it, difference of opinion is ordinary nothing meant to change your identity. Society is an obvious thing, not a soul can make you weep, You feel low, because you let them in, Close your mind to the toxic beings. No two people are the same, Everyone is unique in their own way, Tho ..read more
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Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad !
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
2y ago
To my beloved Mom and Dad, who’re two invaluable gems of my life, who mean the whole world to me, and the reason behind my smile. You two make up my soul, and the reason of my existence, you both dwell in my heart, and I love you two without any resistance. You both are my towers of strength, supporting and motivating me consistently, without you two, I’m nothing, and with you both, I’m everything. Most of your efforts are directed, on the happiness of your daughters, often forgetting your own desires, as dedicated to fill our faces with laughter. You’ve always been there for us, magni ..read more
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The Changing Climate
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
2y ago
Getting up after a wonderful sleep, turning my calendar’s nostalgic leaf, lifting the blinds of my glowing windows, enthralled, at the sight of a singing sparrow. Amazed and spellbound, I run outside, fascinated by the heavenly roadside, flying flowers capture my eyes, suspecting pearls and diamonds, to have disguised. Something stone cold hits my hind, I turn back to analyze, startled and nonplussed, I stand, upon discovering a white barren land. Above, I see a dark blue space, below, dull frozen snowflakes, people are caught in their homes, everything looks so serene and cold. Drops ..read more
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The Voice Of A Tigress
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
Hello! Meet me, I am a tigress, my home and livelihood, being the forest, deep inside a cave, I lay, where, with my lovely family, I stay. Great elation and bliss, it gives, on seeing the smile on my children’s lips, but then, I’m filled with glum, on parting them for my regular hunt. Roaming around the trees, one day, seeking some meat on my way, alas! I got trapped by some men, helpless and defenceless, I lay fallen. I was put beneath the bars, selfish admirers going my past, with deep morose and tears, I stand, infuriated, for my freedom being banned. What would’ve happened to my kin ..read more
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Humans or Robots ?
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
Billion and billion years before, when wilderness prevailed at the shore, no one ever was believed to be there, the water was empty, the air was bare, then came the traces of life, of which we are the latest kind, how different our lifestyle would be, if robots, not humans were we. Homogeneity would be so ordinary, selection would go arbitrary, differences won’t have any existence, suppressed will be, all the resistance, appearances would be so similar, the same thing would everyone prefer, then, will anyone stand apart by his brilliance, and what would happen to one’s uniqueness? There wo ..read more
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Voice of "The Poor"
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
I open my eyes before the sunrise, awakening for another day of hopelessness, when will there be a cease to my bleak days, will I ever come out of homelessness? I head for my so- called “work”, where I get nothing, but oppression in return, treated with injustice and cruelty, I whine, but suppressed is my voice, against the tormentor. Carrying a dejected gloomy face, I walk towards my crooked house, “when will I go to school?” asks my daughter, “when will I have new clothes?” says my spouse. Not a word comes out of my mouth, what shall I ever say to them, I slide away from there, broodi ..read more
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Happy Birthday, My Dear Mom !
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
I write this for my queen, who is the whole world to me, she is my life and everything, without her, I’m just nothing. She is the one who completes me, I love her immensely indeed, my tower of strength, she is, with her, my day actually begins. She is so benevolent and selfless, keeping us content, is her goodness, her sacrifices for us are beyond infinity, she is like a form of divinity indeed. Supporting us from day till night, often, giving up her leisure time, I love her from all my soul, with her we complete our four. Many a times I do wonder, how can someone be so ideal, I don’t k ..read more
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAR DAD
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
To my beloved dad, who brought me up with so much of care, who is the soul of my life, by which my life passes by. Never has there been an unfulfilled need, you’re more precious than a gem indeed, supporting and guiding me consistently, I love you more than infinity. Holding my hand at all times, being the apple of my eyes, and the reason behind my smile, having a fantabulous style. So grateful I am indeed, for the love you shower on me, how could I ever thank you, for the efforts which you take for me. You hold the softest corner of my heart, motivating me on all the journeys ..read more
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Aging
Muskaan Khadloya's Poetic Journey
by Muskaan Khadloya
3y ago
Walking to home, one evening, strolling and sauntering along the road, gazing the sights which passes by, applauding the foliage which nature showed. A strange thing catches my eyes, something bizarre lay ahead, curious to know what it is, I turn and walk left instead. A kind of machine it looks like, some numbers impressed on it, completely unknown about its operation, I simply spin it and stare at the swivelling stick. A foggy smoke surrounds me, not having a faintest idea of what was happening, houses and people seem to have changed a bit, not knowing whether I was just imagining. Pe ..read more
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