Stay Ignited!

Work like a slave, win like a champion!

This long poesy is a kind of imagery. The writer has created a scene of a campfire with friends, the thoughts which go in her head while they enjoy the evening..

When the campfire blaze go dim

And we are circled around black rim

We try to find some fuel to feed him

So that it blazes across dark screens


When the winds try to put the blazes off

With great strengths making it weak enough

We try to cover it with something tough

To block the winds which are soaring rough


For our lives we save the fire

We save the warmth as per our desire

Those blazes which we admire

Giving more comfort than warm attire


We save it as our only hope

To live along the hilly slopes

It gives pleasure and satisfaction

A smile, and strength for next action


We, as travellers, are great thinkers

And for us campfire was like a blinker

For a while time did linger

Warmth heating our freeze fingers


The fire is inside and out

Something to think about

It blazes with equal power and flame

But they have got two different name


First,in the camp outside, the bonfire

Which is capable to form a forest fire

The one, by none it is hired

Can keep blazing and never tire


Second, the flame which blazes within our souls

We, the creatures of this universe

We, who are unknown to the truth

Power of creating future lie within us


The fire lies in our heart

They are capable to achieve our desires

Just stay ignited, work hard and focus

Rest, not quit when you tire


Keep fuelling your fire

In same way, like the bonfire

Let it blaze and shine brighter

Stay motivated and dream higher


You’ve got whatever it takes

To get to top of those hikes

You never know how strong you are

Until the limits of your brain, break


Let the world be winds and rains

Let them try to put off your flames

Show them, you’ve got enough fuel

And thus, let the game begin


The intensity defines your future

Be brave. Fail. Work hard and Win

Stay Ignited. Dream big. Make goals

And burn them with the fire within!

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Maps

Hope you enjoy this ballad. I do agree it’s a bit long but yea, i enjoyed creating it! Hope you enjoy reading it too!

A lost traveller is always ready

To face obstacles and is steady

Emergency kits and additional maps

Good to go and on with caps


They start their journey down the lane

To quench the thrust to travel again

To explore unknown lands of earth

To gain value for their birth


An ecstasy to earn an epiphany

To get the shoes more dirty

To face and rise above barriers

For their soul to be declared as warriors


The travellers usually have got a map

To find their way when they are trapped

They estimate distance and directions to walk

“Getting lost” fear is still there to stalk


They may go in wrong directions

But soon they’ll find that it isn’t the path

There’ll be time when they’ll know

About the path to be chosen at last


They make estimates again

And check the compass and pass the trail

By continuous effort they find their way

“Finally I made it” the quote to say


My dear, this is paralleled with life

We all are on a journey to rise

The travellers proceeding towards our destination

And there is a part called sacrifice


Sacrifice your fear of heights

Sacrifice the demons inside

Or else they’ll eat you up from within

To succeed this is the only price


I promise you’ll get moments to live

The glorious memories to remember

Before you reach your destination

And the death bed processions begin


We don’t have maps like travellers do

We don’t have compass to decide right trails

But we do have your heart that speaks

Louder than these mapping scales


Follow your heart and you are on right path

It’s like a clue or hints it shows

Take care, stay away from what people say

Cause or else you’ll find yourself on the wrong road


Your soul is created in that way

It will speak when the time will arise

The maps are inbuilt in your brain

And shall show up when you are drained


The hardship shall always pay off

You shall always rise

Only if you follow your heart

And pay that correct prize


Child you need to realise

The miracles you can achieve

The power lies within your soul

Will guide you if you hear


Stay strong stay blessed and shine

Leave all your fears behind

Listen to your heart and mind

The actual path of peace and divine

Black

This is an inspiring ballad about a city of darkness where there is no happiness. The city marks one of the darkest times of our life, time when everything feels weak and we have no more strengths to move on..

I was lost in unknown land

A place I’d never been

The nameless place of darkness

Where evils ruled within


I could find people like me

Who were depressed and wept in sorrow

They said life has betrayed them

And got all happiness swallowed


Some people lived in this land

Others named the city “Black”

They said it is negative place

Where happiness simply lacks


It’s filled with scars and pain

The pain inevitable and inexplicable

But some angels told me with grace

That scars are always notable


“Black” may feel like hell

The place hated by all

Like drowning in deepest oceans

But was pathway to heaven afterall


The gateway may not be so pleasing

You may turn away from the road

But travelling across the city is meant

For legends who choose to soar


It is an exploration

Finding our inner strengths

Cause you don’t know how strong you are

Until it’s the only option left


When you find yourself in this city

When you feel lost in oblivion

Remember it’s city of dark

To help you make your own mark


Get up. Stand up and fight!

Work harder to travel across

In the other end of the city

People with strongest scars are born


So child realise the truth

We are given this life to live

To suffer pain and soar across

Cause we are strong enough to live


Find the shine within you

Cause you are lighthouse in the dark

And only in darkest skies you’ll find

The shine of brightest stars! ✨

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Changes

A short ballad on creating a positive attitude and coping up with changes…

The time when everything is normal

The moment which is quite familiar and expected

The hour pre – planned perfectly in mind

Those known moments are always respected


Our brains have already made us visualize

Some specific moments of our future

Since hours they are anticipated and precise

The ones which we begin to nurture


But later when you come to know

About the changes which emerges from aught

And your mind goes blank with naught

You recall normal days for which you fought


But dear, life gives you another chance to learn

To learn from that special war

To cope with the changes, it wants to teach

To turn pain into power every hour


We all are adaptable to changes

And have thousands of them throughout our life

Some cope up with them quickly

Others are equally respected for their time


This coping strength depends on

The way we welcome the change

Don’t panic, it’s just a part of life

Like winter, summers and rains


A new day with new resolutions

New imaginations and new goals

Try to build positive temptations

For trying new games and roles


Let this beautiful start begin

Let change change our lifestyle

Just welcome them with grace

And love life until you exile

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Escaped

A short ballad on escaping the materialistic life for a while and enjoying the sense of living, the sense of being alive…

Far away from the city

Away from the chaos

Away from busy streets

And hectic life which goes


Away from my friends

From social links and goals

Away from street lights

Which when dark brightly glows


Away from home

Away from family

Away from comfort

Away from galleries


Of memories and moments

She had in past life

Of victories and defeats

Her heart carries inside


But, with the nature

With silence and peace

With the potent which

Revives and grease


Her flaws and faults

Freeing her from the sins

Taking away her soul

To nurture and rinse


With a strange emptiness inside

Lost many things but not everything

A wish to hold that experience awhile

To break time bounds for this meeting


With the sense of being oneself

Sense of being alive

Living that very moment

For herself without ego and pride


With this alive feeling of being

She has escaped materialistic life

Until death she longs to be here

And continue her heavenly plight…

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