Diya Alwani

 In a world of grown-up strife and stress, Let's embrace the child, oh, what a mess! Forget the worries, success and failures, Reignite the spirit of youthful adventures. In those long showers, let's sing with glee, Concerts for one, and the audience is me. Soap bubbles in the bath, floating high, Childish laughter reaches the sky. Beware the drain, it could swallow us whole, Avoiding it was the ultimate goal. Clipping our mouths with hairpins, oh dear, For no reason at all, isn't that clear? The moon, oh, it's made of cheese, they say, Believing it, we dreamt the night away. Staring to make things move with our will, Imagination running wild, never standing still. Poking holes in erasers, what a peculiar call, Why we did it, we can't explain at all. "Mom," we'd say to our teacher in surprise, Childhood antics, oh, what a prize! Wrapped in curtains, we'd pretend to be, Superheroes, pirates, or monkeys up a tree. Chips packets burst, noise loud and

In a tough world, a man's story is told, With heavy expectations, a burden to hold.  Not just by money, their worth shouldn't be sold,  They're more than what traditions often unfold Men also have battles, they hide them away, Always being strong, their feelings they don't display. Crying seems like weakness, in life's tough array, But beneath their strong exterior, emotions might play. To be a father, brother, and husband strong,  In their hearts, they know where they belong.  For respect and love, they quietly stand,  In the struggle to prove, they're a caring hand. In a world of silent battles fought,  Where tears are hidden, lessons taught. Men strive for love, for family's good,  In misunderstood roles, their strength withstood. Invisible battles, they silently wage, A role well-played at every life's stage.  Resilient hearts, enduring and strong, Men prove their love in actions all along.   In a world where women are praised and adored,  Let's

 Her beauty is, Her sustenance. Nature's beauty  Is a true romance. In all those birds Chirping again, And the flowers, Blooming in the rain. In all the trees with the green smile, lies the beauty in every mile. To the person  down the sea, That seeks the beauty, in the garden bee. You're the one, Oh! so sweet, More than the honey  that you eat. In the sky That's so high, You admire the charm Like glitter in the eye. You are the one With lots of love Admiring the beauty of that white dove. You're the one Perfect for this world, And the sun For the unloved.

The night carries, all those scars, left by the day, all those wounds, not yet healed, all those retained whispers, filled with joy, all those favours,  that gave a chance, all those regrets, of the missed chances, all those sacrifices, done for good, all those stars, that change their way, and all those hopes, for a new day...

  Teacher, the school's best hire, Never should, they retire. They encourage me To learn and create, Their teaching style Is a wonderful trait. They're sensitive and smart, And I knew that, from the start. They cared for me all along the way  And inspire me even today. In their presence, we truly thrive, They shape our future as we strive. A force of inspiration, strong and free, Teachers empower us to be all we can be. They taught me to explore, And brought my talents to the fore. They're the rainbow for me  They made me the best I could ever be.

Have you ever considered the analogy of a prism reflecting colors to illustrate how humans reflect their identities? The word 'Human' reminds us of the bunch of energies existing in a concise form. This energy reflects something when in contact with any other form of energies. Human reflects his nature when interacts with any other entity present in this world and this reflection is always different with different entities whether it be of same scientific specie. The bond a person shares with another is different from person to person and this is where he is known to reflect according to the situation or according to the reciprocity with the entity around him. He acquits as a spectrum full of discrete recognition. To be compatible with others, we need to change our ways of interaction, which further helps in an uncomplicated livelihoods. There is no harm to interchange our identities as it is the part of our survival and we  need to accept and acclaim it. A human does not suffe

 Note that obvious difference, of this human nature! In spite of being sad, they end up pretending happy!! They stay quiet when they wanna talk!! They fake those smiles when they want to cry out, their bulky emotions!! They peep through others when they could've peeped themselves!! They just ignore the things, they could've noticed!! They want to be called, for their dignity, rather their art!! They notice those flaws when they could've admired thy beauty!! They remember those harsh moments, Rather than the contented ones!! They give excuses for the real things, rather than those unwanted ones!! And in the end, they regret the chance they missed, And not have been satisfied with… The following poem written by DIYA ALWANI has also been published in the TWINKLING VERSUS ANTHOLOGY✨ If interested in purchasing the book do visit:   https://notionpress.com/read/twinkling-verses