Amongst the cold valley,

Lies something unknown to all,

The Victim of innocence...

Is dragged slowly, painfully,

In the darkened depths

Of its very soul.

Its teeth;

Like those of a venomous snake,

White daggers, glowing mist-like in the darkened tunnel.

Piercing its fangs

Into the new Victim; The Innocent.

Poison courses throughout the body.

Excruciating pain.

Cries of anguish,

Lost in the grey skies of a storm.

Numb.

Rain falls heavily,

And the innocence is washed away,

Along with the victims of blood.

A cold corpse lays lifeless.

Defeated.Dead.Gone.

Innocence was given away to Darkness.

That cold, dreary day.
                                  ---ASHMITA

There's no doubt she's coming for me.

The eerie silence is deafening.

Her footsteps, loud, drawing near,

I muffle my cries.

I run off into the blood red dawn.

I feel her presence,

I can feel her dreaming of me,

Falling to my death.

She finds me,

Coming closer.

Inside my head

I'm screaming and trying to run.

I find myself frozen in place.

She draws a knife,

Piercing it into my side.

She kills me slowly, letting the blood drip.

My feet, soaking in blood,

I begin to fall onto the cold ground.

Immense pain clouds my thoughts.

Suddenly, I'm staring into a mirror.

There is a girl, clutching a knife

Her eyes meet mine,

They hold me like a distant light on a winter's night.

Familiar, does the light blue eyes look.

The silence; the pain,

Driving me insane.

The mirror cracks; shatters,

Into pieces....

Pieces that will never be put back together.
                                                            ---ASHMITA

Dreams are nothing but illusions stretching till infinity,

The dreamland seems like the largest city.

Dreams will come true if small steps are taken everyday,

And you are sure to be happy and gay.

But sometimes a dream will seem like a precious gem, you will never get,

You will just cry silently and then you have to forget.

Sometimes you will soar into the sky,

As high as the birds fly,

But sometimes you will be so low on yourself,

You will feel that among the giants,

You are a poor elf.

Sometimes you will be too proud,

You will be someone distinguished in the crowd.

But sometimes for yourself you will not care,

Being present, you will be lost everywhere.

Sometimes you will have happy emotions and will be on an emotional ride

But sometimes you will just be hovering over a fight.

But whatever happens just take it light,

Because this is practical life.

                                             ---ASHMITA

It doesn't mean I can never try,

When tears come out as I cry,

My tears build a memory lane,

I keep walking....just to meet you again.

As I stand alone in the courtyard,

Everything in life seems so hard,

So I ask God, every time I pray,

"Give me strength for just one more day!"

I'm living with an empty and hollow heart,

From the time we are apart,

My heart may not make it through....

But it just can't stop me from loving you.

I wonder why I didn't confess,

It's all your love inside, I possess.

Don't know if I'll ever smile,

I just want to be with you for a while.

I can keep everything aside,

But your love is something, I can't hide.

I don't know if things can be the same,

Though I know someday you'll call my name.

I don't know if I'll ever be free,

But remember one thing darling-

YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME!

                                            ---ASHMITA

This is what you do.if you feel low, you stand tall.You mess up, you move on.You want to try something, try it, and if it was a stupid thing to try, you look it in the eye.There's no turning back.You apologize if you're sorry, but know that the nimblest, strongest hands can't rebuild a bridge out of embers, so cut new wood.If you can't talk yourself down from the ledge, have a good time up there, looking down on the world.If you have to lie to make everything true again, lie as you mean it.If you find yourself in a cage, reach out through the bars for the key, unlock the door and run away.If running away gets dangerous, run home.If home doesn't mean what it used to mean, decide what home will be in the future.If your best friend says she/he doesn't trust you, hold her arm in your hand, and make her face you.If you think you love a guy/girl,see how his/her hand looks in yours, that's all it takes.If you get exiled into a new land, then go discover it.And if you feel like you're drowning,try going swimming.NOTHING LASTS LONG,SO LIVE IT UP,DRINK IT DOWN,LAUGH IT OFF,TAKE CHANCES AND NEVER REGRET WHAT YOU DID BECAUSE AT ONE POINT,WHATEVER YOU DID WAS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED!

I was thinking of writing a parody,

A parody on my loneliness, my precious loneliness,

That would be my dark room's soliloquy.

In my room i burn my 69 mm cylinders,

Lately I have realized loneliness can be a curse,

I have heard people calling it my addiction,

The essence of that smoke kissing my nostrils gives me great satisfaction.

Competitor of my ambitions is now that Nile,

I have even noticed darkness giving me a wry smile.

If we always measure our moves, life will become another meaning of frustration,

So now I try to trouble my troubles and from this darkness I draw inspiration.

With the looming darkness of my small room I am quite complacent,

In this silent world I find my room the most eloquent.

Follow you heart, obstacles you may face.Life is too precious to waste.

But do not ever offend this loneliness.

My little room helped me in making darkness so dear,

                                              BUT FRIENDS BE AWARE,

                         IN A MORTAL'S LIFE LONELINESS CAN BE THE BIGGEST FEAR.

P.S.I am not the author of this poem.I took it from my school magazine because I liked it.

Amidst the darkness of midnight,

Did the Almighty create a place of delight,

He waved his wand over the burning sphere,

And water rushed down to cool the fire,

From the womb of fire did the oceans rise,

And then came out the plants of tiny size,

He painted the place with vibrant hues,

Filling it with lavender,posies and daisy dews,

To add grandeur to the beautiful scenery,

Came Adam and Eve to look after the greenery,

With them they brought the human race,

And they filled up every corner of the beautiful place,

But greed and hatred replaced love and grace,

Which caused Almighty a lot of distress,

Adam had come to Earth to protect its fame,

But his race left it with nothing but shame,

Millions of years passed like this,

And we humans still ignore Lord's so many pleas,

The Lord has now decided to bring this to a close,

And so Earth will now again blend with the darkness from where it arose.
                                                                                                               ---ASHMITA