Perennial Poetry

 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  

  ❌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...