This journey started

Carol Pinto
September 17, 2017

This journey started
In coffee cups
Over ideas that brewed to life.

It started when I saw the rain fall upon the window pane.
It started when freedom learnt to speak
And when insecurities looked bleak.

It started with conversations in the sound of new languages
And in the middle of unfamiliar streets.
When a stranger's look turned into friendly greets.

It only started,
When it all ended

All my worries, all my expectations,
When I finally realised there are no real destinations.

I crossed over boundaries
Broke down walls,
No restrictions, no duty calls.

This journey started
While I sipped on that coffee cup,

I heard a whisper, that said
Maybe Travel?
Then I just let my dreams unravel…

It started with some wander lust
When all the ghosts faded to dust

I packed my bag and set free,
Clinging to freedom, I went on a spree.

I packed up my troubles in my bag,
Of new places, now I could brag

I opened myself to New horizons,
Of learning and knowledge
That I earned in tonnes.

In between stolen kisses and paper rings
And in the midst of tears and healing wings

A pile of useless hope departed
With new hope for the broken hearted
And new dreams to be charted
This journey has just started.
 

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Danny
 - 
Friday, 5 Jan 2018

Well written carol, I see rich experiences in between the lines

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P A Hameed Padubidri
April 23,2020

I looked around me
As I was walking in my own shoes.

Right & left
Front & back, up & down
But none is around...

Just opened the windows
And took a little peep,
As if a lover take a furtive look into his Lover's casement ajar;
I found none. 

Then I opened my front door...
Looked right & left
And rushed to the main gate,
If I could see anyone behind the wall;
Still I did see none.

Alas!, 
I saw broken glazed glasses-  
That are being scattered everywhere
On the ground...

Also, I looked at withered leaves 
That are falling down & rolling away.
I eyed on rapidly falling stars, 
But I became helpless to know, 
Where they fell on. 

I could see the giant ship sailing, 
In the mid of deep surging Ocean,
Lost their navigation 
To the 'invisible storm';
The passengers are crying-
Loudly & helplessly,
But the captain sent SOS...!!! 

I went hurriedly & sat on the chair-
Deeply contemplating like a oblivious Saint;
And ridiculously conjectured:

"WORLD IS TEMPORARILY UNDER MAINTENANCE?!"

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By Muhammad Ayaan Y K
March 18,2020

There was cat with a ball
He said “I got it when one boy fell”
Then the boy came and he told,
“I got it when I attained fame!”
Then the cat said, “it’s behind a wall!”
There was a cat who is fat,
He said, “it happened when 
I sat on a mat
Then his owner cried 
He said, “because his fish died 
So I like to be fat.”
There was a cat on a pan 
He was wearing a can
He said, “I want to die!”
Then another cat told,
“You are telling lie, right?”
So he told, “Alright but 
I want to sleep on the pan!”

Muhammad Ayaan Y K is a Class 6 student of Sudana Residential School, Puttur D K

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Nandini
 - 
Tuesday, 7 Apr 2020

Very good Ayan, you are getting better and better. Keep them coming.

Shihab
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Congrats Ayan!  Nice poem.. Masha Allah!

Keep writing.. All the best.

Sadananda Acharya
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Excellent Ayaan. I read your previous poems too. You have special talent in poetics. keep up the good work..... 

Mohamed Rafiq
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Awesome Ayaan.. way to go!

Antony Thimoth…
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Amazing talents. Congratulations Ayaan baba. May be I feel  only few years are ahead to be known as a well renowned child poet. Your earlier poetries also I have read it which are freely flowing with poetic thoughts. May Allah Bless you always.

 

T V Abdulla
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Well written, all the best

 

 

AbdulSamadKolnad
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Mar 2020

Masha Allah...verry well explained the justfication of cat to be fat....and to do what ever it wants,,,good one keep writing good luck...

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Muhammad Ayaan Yusuf Kolnad
July 23,2020

It’s day to the emoji fair

Where the fun begins with happiness

It’s day to the emoji fair

Where the fun ends with happiness

The water is waiting for you to come

To make you enjoy a lot,

The smooth – awesome slide is cool

That makes this park wonderful.

Be ready to laugh

Because the clown will

Tickle your funny – bone

Get ready to have fun

The funny coasters are here.

It’s a day to the emoji fair

It’s time to say goodbye

To the … emoji fair.

COME BACK AGAIN

Muhammad Ayaan Yusuf Kolnad is a Grade 7 student at Sudhana Residential School, Puttur

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