My Poetry Compilation

  Observed every year as a national holiday This joyous day is glorious in every way Establishing India as a democratic republic Today marks the seventy-fourth republic day   So have you wondered what makes it so special? Well let me tell you after years of grueling struggle In nineteen fifty came into effect the constitution Of the people, for the people, and by the people   The yearning of purna swaraj turned into a resolution Transpiring today’s autonomous and distinctive nation This calls for a celebration as this momentous date Signifies the power vested in the hands of each citizen   Locals assemble at Rajpath for the splendid ceremonial parade The national flag hoisted by the president graces the India gate Revered awards are presented and martyrs are paid homage Fighter jets cruise over the sky and military prowess is displayed   The tableau of various states reflect India’s diverse culture And the soothing sound...

  I was in a brown study like many daydreamers When I remembered a quote from a certain page How Shakespeare had said “ All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players” I considered what it meant to put on a charade To only be seen as a caricature of your being   Reduced to the one attribute they are seeing   If it were to be then what shall be my facade   Will I be the leading lady in the grand scheme?   Or the cackling villainess out to get the lead   Maybe the rival who is ever ready to impede   Or else the mentor that’s held in high esteem   How about the quirky best friend we all adore?   Or the wise friend that shows the prudent way   Just maybe not the ludicrous comic relief, I pray   Perhaps the belle for whose love he shall implore   But what if I am just an unremarkable colleague? An uninteresting plot point for the story to progress An ordinary filler arc for the narrative to digress Or worse, a f...