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Each second you can be reborn

Each second
you can be reborn.
Each second
there can be
A new beginning.
It is choice.
It is your choice.

Clearwater


NO ONE TO TALK TO
 
I have a lot of problems in my life,
problems I cannot share,
but when I talk to somebody
no one seems to care.
 
When I tell my mom about them,
she doesn't listen to me.
She thinks life's easy,
but that's not the way I see it
 
When I tell my dad about them,
he'll forget it all so fast.
He's not here half the time
so he doesn't know my past.
 
When I tell my friends about them,
they all seem to care.
But burdening them with my problems
doesn't seem fair.
 
I have nobody to talk with,
most people don't seem to care.
My life so far
is a living nightmare.
 
Lonely as I feel,
onward do I go.
My mind will always reel
but I'll never be dragged down, so low.

Santhoshi Kashyap
10 'D'
Cluny Convent  

Moods of the  Heart

A broken heart
A song without a note
A painting without colour
A flowers without Petals
             Sad

A self-centered  heart
Already has a lot
But never  stops wanting  more
Satisfaction is a distant memory
          Greeedy

A lonely heart
All pieces torn apart
Life will never  be the same
The road  is alway empty
                 Alone

A happy heart
One  that’s  thankful for everything
Surrounded by family and friends
Filled  with gratitude
                Perfect

Perfect
Greedy
Alone
Sad

Malini Srikrishna, 8 - A,
S.K.C.H. (CBSE)
Bangalore

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