care – Undressed Thoughts

The Young One – Indian Periodical Magazine

the perfection got lost in the crowd of comparison
the betterment got better with the advancement of time
Kritika

The above two lines are a part of the poem which you can find on the mentioned links below.

You can pick the one with the title from the list of contents here:
http://indianperiodical.com/2016/09/list-of-contents/

You can directly go the art piece here:
http://indianperiodical.com/2020/10/the-young-one/

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by
Kritika

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Human to Human

it is the human itself
shadowing, causing darkness
inside the brains of creativity
pinching, scathing the innocent hearts
to turn the red (color of love) to dark

wonder why my skin color is still pink
care not when once it becomes cold
only hurt you caused to this poor soul
thence,
will turn around for sure

by
Kritika

*Each one of us humans has a heart. The souls born out of you have a soul of their own. Respect the ones who are born out of you. Embrace them to know that they are not alone.

^{*Picture Credit: Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Pexels.com}

Angry Me (Re-Post)

If I was angry, your kiss would have solved the purpose.

If I was angry, your hug would have calmed me.

If I was angry, you could have shared a chocolate.

If I was angry, you could have hold my hand.

If I was angry, you could have made me to smile with your jokes.

You have nothing for me.

This is me alone thinking, what changed you.

Now I am tired.

Peace, please.

by
Kritika

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