Poet's Paradise (Dawn of Era of Poems)

Even if pain is all you had to this day                                                            there is still a chance too easy to slay                                                                                                            With an empty page of night                                          Under the shade of moonlit bright                                ...

I am all alone i suppose A threat this world might pose It might stop me from being me It might set me into the working spree Alone one comes and alone one goes Neither we move faster Nor time slows What changes are the tides of trust An unfathomable thrust Which from anywhere could burst Alone you shall fight but not win you will realize standing behind were your kin They didn't show, and you thought it was a sin Grow up, your psyche says, you are alone little one, you forgot your pain was subject to moan For those who loved you Even if they were few Learn some things anew Hope and Friendship are the only things that are true

Life is more in emoji than in us Simple things become a matter of fuss We're more social than alive Wanna be success without the need to strive Wanna live easy and dissipate worry Throw away pressure and work in a  hurry The goals seen on sites are fear Of failing which,  the consequence we don't want to bear The emoji of smile and drops in eyes Says it all without needing us to be wise Giving up has become too easy and acceptable So, we give up the eustress of loss palpable Fighting fate is hard And these emojis are the dumbest part We are frustrated but send a laugh  Who knows, maybe the other one is also falling half Growing up is an addiction And faking your own self is conviction So learn before it gets late Love, before you are forced to  hate

The days of youth The way of Ruth Will of do or die Will to touch the sky The passion to believe in own The choice to work rather than mourn The attitude attained after falling thousands of time and rising again ,just once again against the crime For someone who has such a faith of steel that one needs least effort to reveal For the youth is not by body but the strife Formed in the mind in the battlefield called life We are but the little part of this big Earth giving our best is what we can do for our hearth Let your passion burn Prepare and wait for your turn Then laugh amid the faces stern Let the red boiling blood of yourself be known Live the life to fullest as it is the only thing you own So, before giving up your passion think for once what will be the target of your aggression Live, Laugh and Work like the day is last All the failures and their humiliations were a thing of past