The New Chapter

Once, Poverty is the face of that scholar,
However, he knew his problem,
And he knew the solution for him is to act.
Somewhere inside him, he knew he had power to change the world.
So he started climbing the stairs,
It was not easy but determination kept him moving,
While climbing he saw the power of the universe to change his world,
He thought in his mind, he was right as he took this challenge.
It was this challenge that took him from being cavemen to reaching for the stars.
He knew the new chapter is starting in his life.

What do you see?By Willow Poetry

Thank you for reading 💖

© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

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Image Development Poetry

Rift

When my conscience leads me,

I land up where I ought to be.

When my ego leads me,

I land up where I want to be.

This course rift between my conscience and my ego.

Between these two, I didn’t realise I ought to be often superior than being able to be where I ought to be.

After long thinking I felt I should go With my Conscience rather than listening to my EGO.

With love 💖

This is a response to the#writephoto : Rift curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

Feature Image Courtesy: Sue Vincent
© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

Poetry

Memories

This is a response to the Freedom of Expression challenge – Memories curated by Richa – Iscriblr.

Memories are important, when I saw this prompt Memories given by Richa, I just thought that only real treasures in my head are memories that no one can steal from me. From childhood days to hostel days to working days, dating days and then motherhood, I have so many memories that I can’t share in one post. So I decided to write a small poem on the same.

Sitting on the window,

In my mind,

Memories revisit

Memories of my childhood,

Memories of my youth,

And now memories as mother.

How do I forget?

All those memory lane,

Memories as a child,

Memories of youth,

And now memories as mother,

All these memories make me and define me who I am,

What I believe,

What my experience is?

These are the memories & Live with me.

Many a time Out of the blue,

I recall those gifts of being crazy and passionate about me,

And how I’ve grown as a person.

It’s like a diary of my life that I carry with myself.

I’m building my own little library,embedded in my heart,

It’s beautiful world of me in my mind.

Thank you for reading 💖

© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

Poetry

Secret Magic

Photo courtesy Sue Vincent

In moonlight, White as milk,
Dreamlike situation,
The evening in her blues,
Melting step by step
As if on cues!

Bewitching with secret language,
She came to me, and whispered in my ears
Did you believe in magic my child, see magic in the air and in life?
Do you believe in signs and symbols my child?

We never seek to interfere with your lives,
But you have sixth sense,
Listen to your intuition, listen to your Soul and feel the magic inside you.

With love 💖

This is a response to the #writephoto : sign curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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Feature Image Courtesy: Sue Vincent
© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

Poetry

Short Sighted

What I see is not ‘what it is’
I got stuck to what I see, instead of going beyond to discover the truth.
Am I on the path of learning, growing and evolving?
Or am I on the path of proving, destroying and perishing.
Winning isn’t as sweet if I don’t see an enemy.
If I really want to win I have to keep my ego aside and move with open eyes,
Every encounter in life is a crossroad.
The choice I make takes me where I end up.

What do you see?By Willow Poetry

Thank you for reading 💖

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© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

Image Development Poetry

Women

She is women of Substance.

Mother, sister, daughter or wife,

She fits in every roll,

Life’s determination begins with her.

With overflowing love, forgiving and life’s guide

As mother, she is first teacher.

She is the only giver.

She holds the key of love and blessings.

She’ll bear all yet love,

Unfailingly, ever smilingly with blessings in her,

She will make you Smile,

She will help you to deal with fears,

She will give you hope,

She is everything holding key of your happiness,

She is women with love and affection.

Happy women’s day❣️

What do you see?By Willow Poetry

Thank you for reading 💖

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© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

Poetry

Expectations

Picture courtesy Sue Vincent

To enjoy the landscape divine,

Sit here in silent,

Silence and darkness

Embrace everything

Calm and humble,

Quite and tranquil!

It is dawn

Algae grow across,

In the pond of expectations,

It is true that in life we get what we want when we are looking for it,

Interestingly, we get more than what we want when we get into anything without expectations.

So what you are expecting my friend,

Just enjoy this Siren beauty.

With love 💖

This is a response to the#writephoto : Tranquil curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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Feature Image Courtesy: Sue Vincent
© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin

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