English Poetry
OISHEE BANERJEE
Oishee Banerjee was born on 14 September, 2000. These poems are her first published ones. She is an avid guitarist. Her passion runs deep in the form of wildlife conservation and photography. Presently she lives at Tezpur, Assam.
SAD TRUTH
Everyone has to die one day
Either early or late
No one can stop time
Some spend it happily
Some turn to crimes
God is just a make believe
For people who are afraid of death
People don’t work hard and say it’s fate
So start working before it’s too late
Why scared of the dark
Why not yourself
Life is a journey to a giant shelf
With steps unsteady and very small
Struggling and fighting you have to grow tall
Overcoming fears
Some come to tears
But with determination strong
You can never go wrong
CRIES OF A SOUL
What does the world know about my sorrows?
Can people understand?
There is no need to express...
When time flows like sand!
Oh! Those fake smiles
I am really tired!
My lies are not lies
They are hurting words, at random fired
No, I am not always mean
But the situation has made me
Cries, screams, fights and struggles
Is that all you want to see?
There is a good side
A side tender and bright
But there is no way to express it
Because, for the world I am never right!
In the ever so lonely world
Sometimes I really want to cry
But there is a strange fear
A fear that makes my throat dry!
Sometimes I shout
Even at my loved ones
They feel bad and neglected
That moment I realize the sin I have done!
I can’t see the light
The bright light of hope
But I have to move on
With the world I have to cope.
OISHEE BANERJEE
Oishee Banerjee was born on 14 September, 2000. These poems are her first published ones. She is an avid guitarist. Her passion runs deep in the form of wildlife conservation and photography. Presently she lives at Tezpur, Assam.
SAD TRUTH
Everyone has to die one day
Either early or late
No one can stop time
Some spend it happily
Some turn to crimes
God is just a make believe
For people who are afraid of death
People don’t work hard and say it’s fate
So start working before it’s too late
Why scared of the dark
Why not yourself
Life is a journey to a giant shelf
With steps unsteady and very small
Struggling and fighting you have to grow tall
Overcoming fears
Some come to tears
But with determination strong
You can never go wrong
CRIES OF A SOUL
What does the world know about my sorrows?
Can people understand?
There is no need to express...
When time flows like sand!
Oh! Those fake smiles
I am really tired!
My lies are not lies
They are hurting words, at random fired
No, I am not always mean
But the situation has made me
Cries, screams, fights and struggles
Is that all you want to see?
There is a good side
A side tender and bright
But there is no way to express it
Because, for the world I am never right!
In the ever so lonely world
Sometimes I really want to cry
But there is a strange fear
A fear that makes my throat dry!
Sometimes I shout
Even at my loved ones
They feel bad and neglected
That moment I realize the sin I have done!
I can’t see the light
The bright light of hope
But I have to move on
With the world I have to cope.
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