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The Fifty Seventh Poem- How Do I?

How Do I? How do I find motivation When I don’t feel like it? Pondering questions like- Will I ever be able to make it? Why is there so much pain in the world  When there could be free-willed kindness? I wish angels and fairies would swirl, And the whole world be drenched in pure happiness. How do I muster the courage To stand tall on my own two feet And face adversities without tripping back Into my same insecurities one more time? How do I stop myself Form falling back into the same routines  Which no longer benefit me? How do I bring the change within myself? How do I continue to be kind When life seems to be unfair? How do I hold on to my resilience  When I am pushed to give up? How do I continue to believe  That there is always something good in life Despite situations that seem otherwise?  How do I find that light within me? How do I persist Without being carried away? How do I regain confidence  After just one rock threatens to crush me? How do I tru...

The Fifty Second Poem- Intrusive Thoughts

Intrusive Thoughts   Sometimes some thoughts cripple me- What if everything goes away? What if all I have becomes unfree? And what if I’ll have nothing to pay? The time of doom scares me; I know these thoughts are my mind’s mere apprehensions, But what if all is taken away from me? I feel anxious by all these futile comprehensions. The edge of the ridge feels frightening; If I am pushed from it, then what’ll be left of me? All these faulty visions feel threatening, They’re grabbing away my peace from me. If only I could sneak away Alone into my dreamland, Where I’d only see the brightest of days, I’d surely give anything up to stay in that wonderland. My dreams serve as my abodes, untouched, Filled with so much fresh air to breathe; But from dreams, we always wake up unbesmirched, And must face reality with our own sheath. Well, maybe the doom will never befall, And maybe I’ll never sneak away; But my wish is that I’ll always stand tall, Despite whatever might come my way. -Jaanvi ...

The Forty Fifth Poem- Unwritten Pages

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  

The Forty Fourth Poem- Life’s a Celebration

Life’s a Celebration  Life is a big canvas,  Waiting for you to splash colours. Continue to work and have faith regardless, And see life shower you with the prettiest of flowers. Life gets so much better, Once you let go of your worries. Your mind, body and spirit get so much fitter, When you make peace with all of your life’s stories. Life can get miraculously blessed, When you are good intentional; There would be no room for you to be stressed, And life would become much more special. Life is a one time experience, And it’s uniquely yours; Continue to extract its precious essence, And in times of despair, lean on the divine force. May we continue to believe In life’s magical ways of things; May we all have precious moments to relive, And may we strive to be the best of human beings. Life is about celebration, So in its grand scheme of things, May we continue to have revelations, And accept life in all the experiences that it brings. -Jaanvi Veluguleti  

The Fortieth Poem- Sorrow And Strength

Sorrow And Strength What do I tell myself, When the thought alone makes me cry, When the place reminds me of it, The grief that was witnessed by the midnights? How do I console myself? What words do I say to myself? When I uncontrollably burst out into tears, But try to restrict them to the edges of my pillow? Grief, fuelled by rage Caused due to deep hurt, Causes an ache in my heart, And the loop reiterates all over again. My mind says fine, now you can let go, And for a moment I think I can keep it all together; Then suddenly the feeling of angst comes back, With tears sticking down my eyes, I sob helplessly. The aftermath of my sorrow is always prayer; I realise I can convey my feelings to the higher power, So I pray, I say every bit I want to say, And slowly, bit by bit, my grief starts to fade away. I am aware that there’s always prayer, But I need to bawl my eyes out, To let go of withheld emotions, And pour back in my cup of optimism. For your smallest or deepest grief, Remember...

The Thirty Seventh Poem- Universe, My Friend

Universe, My Friend You’ve shown me miracles Oh Universe, show me them again; It’s been so long since I’ve had a taste, My tastebuds long for your sweet love again. It feels like long lost connection, I wish to hold your hand again; Show me your purest self, I’ll keep remembering you’re always there for me, again and again. I’ve had chaotic experiences, But still the end of the loop has led me back to you; I will never leave your shelter, Because you are my biggest protector. They say when you look for something, You will find it; I’ve done that by seeking your love, And I have experienced it unconditionally from you before . You gave me answers when I asked for them, You blessed me in ways I never asked, You always showed me signs when I looked for them, You always protected me in ways I never fathomed. My life is truly a blessing, Because I get to realise more of myself everyday; By believing more and having faith, Even in the dust, I find specks of miracles. - Jaanvi Veluguleti

The Thirty Fourth Poem- Life Happens For You

Life Happens For You🍀 It was around the world tour And I came back to you, I found every piece of me Fit perfectly in the puzzle queue. All the mazes were God’s plan, All the turbulences were lessons in disguise; And I was put through all of it to realise, That I could emerge stronger and more wise. Every dark storm was a painful sight, But I endured each of them with all my might; Every step of my way, I didn’t know if I was doing it right, But I kept going anyway. My only driving force was faith, It still is, and it always will be; Giving me the strength to endure anything That life, with or without warning, throws at me.  After going through the whole ride, And rising like a Phoenix every time, Now I see with my clear eyes, Why everything happened as it did. Life is mysterious yet magical, Might feel difficult and strategical; But realise that you’re supported all the way through, And that the e nd of it all is a better you. - Jaanvi Veluguleti

The Twenty Fifth Poem- The Peace In Letting Go

The Peace In Letting Go May I be a little honest? Why do you put such pressure on yourself? When you are allowed to take a rest, And the rest will take care by itself? Carry on with it, with all your focus, Give your best, and then let it go; But please don’t let it make you serious, Just let it happen, just let it flow. Your worth doesn’t come from the outside, Not from external praise or validation. It has always been inside, Waiting to be recognised, far past your frustration. Take a risk and give it a shot, Then sit back and relax, and watch; After putting in all the effort you got, Maybe not in the way you intended, but you’ll always go up a notch. Controlling has never gotten us anywhere, It is past ages since we’ve learned this lesson. So I’m telling you this because I want to share, That letting go will give you far more peace, than any calming session. Look, wait, plan, and then start doing. But if it doesn’t go as per your plan, Just introspect and learn from the foregoing. T...

The Twenty Second Poem- A Novice In Friendship

A Novice In Friendship I feel like an outsider; I want a company of pals. The thought of being the new one, Makes me feel dreadful. How should I talk? What should I say? Do they like me? Or are they simply tolerating me? What will it take, To be their friend? Should I lose myself, To become like them? I patiently try to find balance; Juggling with the right things to say, And protecting my peace of mind; Nevertheless, I hope to find a way. I respect them immensely, Cause they are undoubtedly amazing in their own way. But how to connect with them, and how to be with them, I don't know the sure shot way. So maybe I’ll just let the phase flow; Give up controlling and trying to be desperate; Cause I surely know for one, That the intentional ones will stay on forever. True friends, I will have so much to give them, Sunshine, hope, garden, and sunflowers. And I will have a lot to learn from them; And trust them, and love them, and be there for them. - Jaanvi Veluguleti