The page turns, my heart flutters
As words fly and grammar stutters.
The perfect example of a writer’s year.
Category Archives: Poem
F1
The engines fired up,
The lights went out.
In the dark,
The protesters stood…
Small, but not silent.
Ghost Poem
Yesterday I met a ghost.
Instead of my head,
It wanted to sleep in my bed.
But with that,
He wanted a 0.7 lead.
First, when I saw that ghost,
I thought he’d make me toast.
My Pen
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.
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.