My Pen
by Aarav Trivedi, 15 years old
Thoughts in my brain,
and a pen in my hand.
A bright day
turning my dark night
into a band of light.
Category Archives: Poem
Dreams of a Wandering Balloon
The balloon floated around like the cloud men drifting off,
The balloon flew like the phoenix basking in the glory of the sun,
The balloon was as weightless as a dandelion riding the wind,
The balloon shone like pearls on the beach.
Nowhere to Run
The darkness closes in, enveloping my doubts,
splitting the voices inside me like threads.
Temporary relief
knowing it will soon return.
Vivid Moments
I remember the moment vividly,
The Moment of despair,
Realizing that I am so different from others,
Belittled by society,
That looks down on different ones.
Mother Earth
Others call me an orphan,
but that’s not what I believe.
My mother is always around me,
whether I’m in Anchorage or Surat.
Mother
She walks in and says “Good Morning”
And flashes her charming smile without a warning
Her gorgeous eyes stare with a charismatic glow
As she says “Darling, won’t you say hello?”
Japan – An experience of a lifetime!
In Japan, I found myself again,
From busy but clean streets,
To lush and green countryside.
A land so busy, yet so calm,
It was so bright, so clean,
With the Cherry blossom’s gentle breeze.
An Idiom Party
I was as busy as a bee,
But then my brother started to iron my head.
I just hoped he wouldn’t spill the beans,
I sat silently, filled with dread.
Late for School
Chaos frolicked around my home as I was late
At school the teacher would scold me, what would be my fate?
I gobbled up my breakfast and rushed out the door
And that’s when I realised my project was lying on the floor.
I Will Rise
Anyone can put me down,
Still, no one will see me frown.
Bitterness will not affect me,
Sweetness will always attract me.