I'm a teen...

Well, I've gone through the worst of situations. But nothing was worse than this.

[Imagine yourself to be the 'I' in this article... That helped me to enjoy composing this...]

I'm a teen. And I believe that people are  supposed to have the best times of their lives during heir teens. Teenage is the time when we go through so many changes- physical, mental and psychological. We tend to get into so many things that form a major part in shaping our future. But just today, I realised that teenage isn't even that enjoyable as I expected it to be.

Well, teenage was supposed to be the frosting of a chocolate cake for me, as I mentioned earlier. But it in turn turned out to be a point of learning the harsh truths of life.

I realised that not all friends were true ones, and all enemies were just a friend in disguise. I fell into a situation when I was despondent. I couldn't analyse what situation I was in. I couldn't differentiate between the good and the bad. The fiend in me won over my angel. I couldn't describe my situation to anyone, not beacuse I was scared, but just because I couldn't myself identify what was troubling me. Was it my friends, or was it something else?? I'm sure it wasn't something so serious as I felt it was, but something was troubling me. I'm sure it wasn't because of my friends, but some unknown force was overpowering my thinking power. I lost the trust of dear ones. I tried to rectify my mistake, but I realised my efforts weren't going to succeed so soon. It was going to take time, but I badly wished it would all get over soon.

 I lost control over my emotions. I couldn't control my tears when I slept with my head in the soft pillow next to my teddy bear. A girl loves her teddy bears, and usually gets over her feelings when she's with her little, silent, agreeable friend. But I couldn't find peace in my dolls. That time I realised even my diary could be my best friend. Even penning down my thoughts on a sheet of paper gave me a lot of peace, though not as much peace that was required to get over my sorrow. If I could do something to get over my situation, I found out that talking to a dear one was the best method. But what relief could that bring to me when I couldn't even identify the cause of my troubles. It seemed to be like Vetal, the ghost from the story Vikram-Vetal, which gave a lot of burden to Vikram by clinging on to his back. The only difference was that Vetal was identified, while the reason to my troubles was not.

This is the mere feeling of a teen. I can't actually associate it to myself, but I've seen a large number of people-teens- my friends- who've been through such a condition... And I'm sure even I'm going to go through such a situation real soon... Just imagined such a situation... And I really wish, IF I have to go through such a situation real soon, and if I AM going through such a situation now(just if I'm not yet known to it), it must get over soon.. I don't think anybody can go through this for a long time...

My long lost friend

I can't call this a poem, it's like a song. Well, me and Thariga wrote this at school during a free period, it was kind of improvised by me!

Credit: Thariga!!

So here it goes!

Once upon a time,

When I was six and she seven

We met each other….

All the fun we had,

The memories of our quarrels,

Just me and she, Just me and she,

But now she’s gone

Far from my life,

Parted from my life,

Forever… forever…

Maybe, in this life,

We weren’t made for each other;

Cause we’ve, parted,

From our respective lives,

Now that, we’ve parted,

We may never meet again,

Forever, forever, forever (2)

When we met, the sun came up,

But now that we’ve parted, the sun came down,

All the fine memories of the past,

When we met,

When we left,

The world seems empty without such a friend… -CHORUS

We just talk through internet,

It’s years since we talked face to face,

Just hope that we meet again,

Developing another memory…

Which will play a role in history,

Just you and me, just you and me. -CHORUS

(BLUE PRINT IS NARRATION AND RED PRINT IS CHORUS)

Nature's Song

 My third poem, I wrote in when i was Seventh standard

Credit: Jayalakshmi mam (my bharatanatyam teacher)

So here it goes:

Nature has so much to say,

From mountain, to river, to bay;

But no one has so much to sell,

Like nature’s beauty, what to tell!

Made in heaven, not in hell,

Such a sight, made just too well;

From fairy tales to lands of dwarves,

In nature’s life, made just too posh!

O’er the fields, to the sky,

The birdies fly, so high and high!

The pleasing voice of farmers merry,

Like a dance, so very merry!

From up the hills, to oceans deep,

Where we see bills, and animals sleep,

Playing in joy, saying hi and bye,

Up in the world, in nature’s hide!