Perennial Poetry

Beyond the Noise Why do I listen to the world’s noise When I can be who I am? When I can have my own voice Without anyone telling me who I am. Whose judgements am I afraid of? What scars am I trying to prevent? When magic is what I am made of, And I no longer want to pretend. Why should I look a certain way To please anybody else? When I want to live every day  For myself, and not for anybody else. Why can’t I sometimes show my emotions  In their purest and rawest forms? Why am I always compelled to take precautions  To follow some superfluous societal norms? Who is my controller but me? Who is someone else to say That I cannot be completely me And live in my own beautiful way? No one can tell me it’s inessential  To do something I am authentic at. I will always harness my fullest potential, For I am the best in who I am and I know that. -Jaanvi Veluguleti

 Hold a Hand We never know What someone must be feeling, Whether they’re in joy or in the deepest sorrow, For they could be celebrating, or they could be grieving. Our sole job is to be kind, Be empathetic, make them feel heard and seen; All they might need is a holding hand, To help them cross over the stream. Sometimes one doesn’t need advice, Just an assurance that it will be okay Can be more than wise, It could supportively uplift their day.  Try to be there for someone, Even if it’s for a few moments; For you could be their shining Sun, While they rearrange their broken fragments. Empathise with kith and kin, Be kind to a stranger, For you never know who you might be saving, Always take the chance to make someone’s day better. We, humans, are social beings, And hence, thrive on understanding and communication. So may we always have good intentions, And strive to make healthy and healing connections. -Jaanvi Veluguleti  

  Nature’s Power There’s calmness in nature’s quiet; The silence whispers volumes of wisdom. Once one starts to dwell in nature’s delight, One experiences unparalleled freedom. Nature’s stillness brings me comfort and peace; Just looking at the incomparable sight Turns my anxiety to ease, And reassures me that I will be alright. When the world pushes me towards exhaustion, Nature pulls me back to the greatest solace ever, And reminds me that slowing down is the golden key to creation; In that moment, I feel the greatest support ever. The serenity of nature, It contains every answer; Amidst our fast-paced culture, Nature’s stillness gives me the greatest power. Nature is my best healer, Nature is my greatest teacher, Nature will always be my strongest supporter, Nature will forever continue to be my most worthy inspirer. -Jaanvi Veluguleti

The Figuring Out I’m constantly learning, How to get going, All by myself, Without anyone’s help. I’m trying to figure out, Sometimes alone and other times by crying out loud, What to do in a circumstance, When I’m unable to predict the consequence. I try to pick myself up constantly, Put on a smile genuinely, Wear my heart back on my sleeve, Even though I want to give up and leave. Though it might look flawless from the outside, Only I know how lost I feel on the inside. I’m not perfect, I heartfully swear, ’Cause of that, I’m perfectly well-aware. It is tough, getting back up, When I do not know when what can come up, To weigh me down and crush me to the ground, Challenging me to help myself, with no one around. This learning and unlearning is continuous, At times, I am pushed to act spontaneous. But from all the broken glass pieces, I rise up like a mirrorball with a million faces. I will continue to figure out, Enjoy the process and be proud. This is my journey after all, I am only...

Who’s My True Friend? Why are they mean? What did I do? Why don’t I feel seen? I’m surprised, cause this is new. Are they jealous of me? That I’m the best in my own unique ways? Or because I found the magic key That they’d been digging since the pharaoh days? Once we were the best of friends, Until suddenly the tables turned upside down; Leaving me unable to comprehend, Thinking if it was me who let them down. I try to hold them on to me, Wishing it would become the way ’twas before; But dear, they’re running away from me, So I give up, realising it’s not a score. I let them go and I refind peace; The insecurity I had previously Miraculously turns into ease; And I turn inside me lovingly. I sit with myself, With my hands wrapped around me, And willingly reassure myself, That no one’s my best friend than me. Sometimes that’s how I learn- I collect my floor-fallen pieces, Pick myself up and around I turn, And arduously try to think of happiness and roses. Sometimes that’s how my healing ...

  😢Breathless For Breakthrough🚣 Can I trust myself, To get me out of here? Or do I need to ask for help? 'Cause I am bound in fear. I am awfully stuck in this, Feels like it will be forever. I cannot see through this, I desperately want it to be over. Silently expecting help, But trying not to be desperate; With no one to lean on but myself, I painfully and patiently tolerate. Why is it so difficult to ask for help? Is it ’cause of my reputation? I know I'll never be able to help myself, And what if I get frozen in this situation? OK! I cannot take it anymore, I am giving up and coming out, Wherever it goes furthermore, I hope it will be a better turnout. So I step out of my self-built walls, This is what courage must feel like, Whatever it takes, wherever I fall, I hope my legend will be praised at the wake. Hence, silent steps I take through the dark tunnel, With a ray of hope towards the unknown glow; To find at the end of it, an endless canal Of everything I’d wanted; so ...

  ❌Grave  Misconceptions👎 You are not less than If you don't have shiny pennies, And you are not more than If you own all the gold and the buildings. It doesn't matter if you are helpless, Nor does it matter if you are completely in satisfaction; Even if you think your life is a mess, You are loved beyond your imagination. You matter in this world, Behold, every inch of you is perfect. You belong here, truth to be told; You deserve every ounce of respect. Thin or sleek doesn't give you shine; Fat or big doesn't make you sick; Tall or short, it's none's right to define; To make you feel weak, these mere words just seem to do the trick. Who said your appearance decides your worth? Who said these things to you that make you self-loath? These are just built up stories of the mouth, That continue to rip us off of our truth. But recognise that every being in this world is God sent; Forgive them, 'cause you too are His precious ensemble; Nothing in this world is p...

🟉Euphoria of Love💗 There's stardust on the floor. Oh where did the magic come from? Was it you who left the trail as you walked out of the door? Yes you, Angel of Love, I've heard your secret hum.  Never have I ever imagined, That I would get to witness your magical power; So overpowering, I feel your presence on me tightly gripped; Such is your enchantment; you provide the happiest ever bower.  I am trying to probe when you made your way, Into my house, and then into my Self, Was it when I was having the happiest day? Or was it when I started looking deeper into myself? I feel your beauty all around me, My every cell, my every strand is thankful. Would I ever have been able to imagine feeling so free? This is all I have ever asked for, my heart is full.  Oh Love, you are the greatest ever feeling in the world, You are the Ultimate Law of this Universe. Thank you for unravelling to me this mystery untold, That you, Love, are the supreme power of ours.  This is so m...