Bahut pehle ki baat hai Jab papa apne haato se khilaya karte the Mummy se jab jab mai rooth jau Tab wo mujhe manaya karte the Kapre ladko ke hi mujhe wo Pehnaya karte the Beti nahi beta hai mera Sabko bataya karte the Suni nahi woh naam saalo se Jisse wo mujhe bulaya karte the Swati Swati kehke bas awaaz lagaya karte the Aaj tak uljhi hu un sawaalo se Kya gunaah kiya tha papa Jo rooth gye Sabne to saath chhora hi Aap kyu piche chhoot gye ©Sweata Roy #daddy

#Daddy

Bahut pehle ki baat hai
Jab papa apne haato se khilaya karte the
Mummy se jab jab mai rooth jau
Tab wo mujhe manaya karte the

Kapre ladko ke hi mujhe wo
Pehnaya karte the
Beti nahi beta hai mera
Sabko bataya karte the

Suni nahi woh naam saalo se
Jisse wo mujhe bulaya karte the
Swati Swati kehke bas
awaaz lagaya karte the

Aaj tak uljhi hu un sawaalo se
Kya gunaah kiya tha papa
Jo rooth gye
Sabne to saath chhora hi
Aap kyu piche chhoot gye

©Sweata Roy #daddy

Schizology

To Ada Green : For the nature of your affection Pink: For a Carnation that you deserve Purple : For Violet petals surrounding you Yellow : For the Tulips that are your garden Red: For Rose flowers blooming for you Orange: For your sweetness like fruit Blue : For berries that are hand fed to you Black : For the soil they all grow in Brown : For planting them in the ground ©Schizology To Ada #dedication #poem✍🧡🧡💛

To Ada #dedication poem✍🧡🧡💛

To Ada

Green : For the nature of your affection
Pink: For a Carnation that you deserve
Purple : For Violet petals surrounding you
Yellow : For the Tulips that are your garden
Red: For Rose flowers blooming for you
Orange: For your sweetness like fruit
Blue : For berries that are hand fed to you
Black : For the soil they all grow in
Brown : For planting them in the ground

©Schizology To Ada

#dedication #poem✍🧡🧡💛

आधुनिक कवयित्री

तेज़ केसर में प्रकाशित ©आधुनिक कवयित्री my first publish poem 🗒️📰🏆

my first publish poem 🗒️📰🏆

Schizology

This is a friend's very first poem .....I think she did a great job. On this snowy morning It's pertinent to give thanks To the good things that are flowing And the love that stands On this snowy morning I think On the penitent souls That dodge what we feel And struggle to grow ©Charlie Mont 2025 My friend's very first poem #First #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #snow

My friend's very first poem #First poem✍🧡🧡💛 #snow

This is a friend's very first poem .....I think she
did a great job.

On this snowy morning
It's pertinent to give thanks
To the good things that are flowing
And the love that stands

On this snowy morning I think
On the penitent souls
That dodge what we feel
And struggle to grow
©Charlie Mont 2025 My friend's very first poem

#First #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #snow

Schizology

A letter to my binder For years I had you hidden And during those years I filled you with my thoughts All of my hidden tears Many years of memories Have been written inside you You kept my papers in order Together beside you we grew All of my secrets and ideas And my notes I never shared You made them safe for me Things that I would not dare You were beside me every step Taking all that my mind bared And you kept my thoughts quiet About stuff that I cared Now I display you proudly My thoughts now open, and You stuck beside me since day one Things I wrote to help with coping I thank you binder for all you have done I look forward to many more years Of you being one of my best friends Quietly you held my biggest fears ©Schizology A letter to my binder #Binder #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #letter

A letter to my binder #Binder poem✍🧡🧡💛 #letter

A letter to my binder

For years I had you hidden
And during those years
I filled you with my thoughts
All of my hidden tears

Many years of memories
Have been written inside you
You kept my papers in order
Together beside you we grew

All of my secrets and ideas
And my notes I never shared
You made them safe for me
Things that I would not dare

You were beside me every step
Taking all that my mind bared
And you kept my thoughts quiet
About stuff that I cared

Now I display you proudly
My thoughts now open, and
You stuck beside me since day one
Things I wrote to help with coping

I thank you binder for all you have done
I look forward to many more years
Of you being one of my best friends
Quietly you held my biggest fears

©Schizology A letter to my binder

#Binder #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #letter

Schizology

Over my head I had no clue When you asked me To teach you to rollerblade No clue, That you would have stayed I had no clue When you visited Every single weekend No clue, You wanted more than a friend I had no clue When you had said You were sleeping in my bed No clue, That you wanted me instead I had no clue My response was No that's where I No clue, That you wanted to - bleep! I had no clue Right over my head But thanks to our friend He brought us together - Thanks again ©Schizology Over my head #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #TrueStory

Over my head poem✍🧡🧡💛 #TrueStory

Over my head

I had no clue
When you asked me
To teach you to rollerblade
No clue,
That you would have stayed

I had no clue
When you visited
Every single weekend
No clue,
You wanted more than a friend

I had no clue
When you had said
You were sleeping in my bed
No clue,
That you wanted me instead

I had no clue
My response was
No that's where I
No clue,
That you wanted to - bleep!

I had no clue
Right over my head
But thanks to our friend
He brought us together - Thanks again

©Schizology Over my head

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #TrueStory

Schizology

My My head is like a pinball game Bouncing from side to side Jumping up and then down It takes me on an amusement ride My mind is like a race track Thoughts travel round n round Frequently hitting the barriers So often that I've lost count My brain feels like it sparks Ready to spontaneously combust At any moment an explosion Will leave me with just dust Thoughts like a jack in the box, Turn the handle and surprise At the point of no returning This is what thinking comprises There may be a meltdown My reactors will burst The confusion will leak Unless I can get it reversed ©Schizology My #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

My poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

My

My head is like a pinball game
Bouncing from side to side
Jumping up and then down
It takes me on an amusement ride

My mind is like a race track
Thoughts travel round n round
Frequently hitting the barriers
So often that I've lost count

My brain feels like it sparks
Ready to spontaneously combust
At any moment an explosion
Will leave me with just dust

Thoughts like a jack in the box,
Turn the handle and surprise
At the point of no returning
This is what thinking comprises

There may be a meltdown
My reactors will burst
The confusion will leak
Unless I can get it reversed

©Schizology My

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

Schizology

My pet The first time seeing him I knew Nothing could be more true This dog would be a loyal friend too The bond increased as he grew But not just any dog He could lead you through fog A smart and wise animal The greatest and best pal A protector and good at it His attitude was never quit Always there by my side Happy and his eyes very wide If I was feeling down He would turn me around He was never ever mean And he has never been He enjoyed time with me With anything that I could see Chasing a frisbee or ball He did not mind at all Swimming was his favourite Baths he wanted no part of it It was sad he had to depart I wish I could go back to the start I can see him now running around A better place he now has found Until we meet again one day He still is the number one stray ©Schizology ©Schizology My pet #Pet #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Dog

My pet #Pet poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Dog

My pet

The first time seeing him I knew
Nothing could be more true
This dog would be a loyal friend too
The bond increased as he grew
But not just any dog
He could lead you through fog
A smart and wise animal
The greatest and best pal
A protector and good at it
His attitude was never quit
Always there by my side
Happy and his eyes very wide
If I was feeling down
He would turn me around
He was never ever mean
And he has never been
He enjoyed time with me
With anything that I could see
Chasing a frisbee or ball
He did not mind at all
Swimming was his favourite
Baths he wanted no part of it
It was sad he had to depart
I wish I could go back to the start
I can see him now running around
A better place he now has found
Until we meet again one day
He still is the number one stray
©Schizology

©Schizology My pet

#Pet #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Dog

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