Perennial Poetry

Echoes of Goodbye One more taste, Another small bite, A little more longing, For moments going to go by. A sweet picture, A warming hug, A lasting goodbye, We hope neither turns out to be its last. Trunks of memorable belongings, Chunks of treasurable joys, Trails of familiar scents, We bury all of them behind. We hope for upcoming chapters, Yet long to relive some old ones By turning calendars and clocks, To sweet sand timers of the past days. We learn to see love in various forms, In different timelines and spaces; Time and again we call our strength, During times of peace as well as chaos. Time is fleeting, While joys fill in only moments; But memories last a lifetime, For all the seconds gone, passing and yet to arrive. -Jaanvi Veluguleti

Unwritten Pages  I try to refind the lost pieces of me, This mosaic of all broken things Is the raw, unfiltered me, Ready to fly with my wings. I will go to far places, Where the eyes can’t see; I will meet new faces, And share with them the magical me. Life awaits for me In the most precious of ways; All there is to life is to dwell in glee, Despite any circumstance I face. So tiny steps I take, Towards my dreams, And leave it to life to make them come true, By the most wondrous of means. The best is yet to come, Many pages yet to be written, What has happened is just some, There are more moments waiting for me to be smitten. -Jaanvi Veluguleti