Sometimes some of the time Some days are okay Some days are calm But some days are grey You want to crush them in your palm Sometimes you need space Sometimes you need air Some things you cannot face All you do is sit silently and stare One day you need a shoulder One day you need a crutch For days you feel getting colder Those are days you've had too much Some days you need to vent Some days you feel emotional Those days you try to prevent Your mind, a tug of war, both sides pull Music, reading and walking all help Cleaning or organizing, unwind Remove thoughts from yourself You can relax, mellow out, ease the mind ©Schizology

Schizology

"The Passion of Cricket" When the bat speaks, the heart races, With every four and six, the nation embraces. When the ball falls, breaths stand still, Victory brings tears, an unspoken thrill. Cricket is not just a game, it's an emotion, The heartbeat of millions, a dream’s devotion! ©Rubab Razi

Rubab Razi

If the moon disappears The sun would be sad and uneven The stars would be lost and grieving The moon would be missed greatly The sun and stars would be looking All over for the moon to come back Neither could survive that's a fact Moon and sun and stars intertwined Opposites but together are joined ©Schizology

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White A star in the sky A star, bright and clear Shining high in the sky Silently, it says nothing Deep in space it sighs ©Schizology

Schizology

White The dreams They begin when you're asleep Random images are played out Inside your head so vividly It makes you want to shout It may be a dream of you running To win a race or catch a train Or jumping through a field And it will cause you to strain The heart increases it's pace And the body begins twitching The dreams are so real and intense In the race you may be finishing A dream can be gentle and calm Of far away places you've never been The mind creates a picture Of lands that you've never seen Sometimes a dream can be repeated Perhaps it's of something you like So much that your mind goes back Maybe that first day you rode a bike You wake up suddenly and recall The vision is clear in the mind And remember just about every detail What if these things are a sign? Some dreams do become a reality A job, a crush or winning the lottery For whatever reasons we have dreams Alot of them make our lives sunny ©Schizology

Schizology

Unsplash When some books chapters hold you back, Then that's the time to close that book, Open a new one, start writing, don't lack, In search of a different outlook. Life's too short to dwell on the past, Let go of what no longer serves, Embrace the future, make it last, For what's meant for you, it deserves. Turn the page, begin anew, Explore the unknown, take a chance, Let positivity and growth ensue, Don't let fear hold you in a trance. Each new chapter brings its own tale, With lessons to learn and wisdom to gain, Don't let the past's grip prevail, Free yourself from that chain. So close that book, open a new one, And with courage, face the sun, In the journey of life, find your own spun, For it's never too late to have begun. ©Naveen Dutt

Naveen Dutt

Sometimes some of the time Some days are okay Some days are calm But some days are grey You want to crush them in your palm Sometimes you need space Sometimes you need air Some things you cannot face All you do is sit silently and stare One day you need a shoulder One day you need a crutch For days you feel getting colder Those are days you've had too much Some days you need to vent Some days you feel emotional Those days you try to prevent Your mind, a tug of war, both sides pull Music, reading and walking all help Cleaning or organizing, unwind Remove thoughts from yourself You can relax, mellow out, ease the mind ©Schizology

Schizology

"The Passion of Cricket" When the bat speaks, the heart races, With every four and six, the nation embraces. When the ball falls, breaths stand still, Victory brings tears, an unspoken thrill. Cricket is not just a game, it's an emotion, The heartbeat of millions, a dream’s devotion! ©Rubab Razi

Rubab Razi

If the moon disappears The sun would be sad and uneven The stars would be lost and grieving The moon would be missed greatly The sun and stars would be looking All over for the moon to come back Neither could survive that's a fact Moon and sun and stars intertwined Opposites but together are joined ©Schizology

Schizology

White A star in the sky A star, bright and clear Shining high in the sky Silently, it says nothing Deep in space it sighs ©Schizology

Schizology

White The dreams They begin when you're asleep Random images are played out Inside your head so vividly It makes you want to shout It may be a dream of you running To win a race or catch a train Or jumping through a field And it will cause you to strain The heart increases it's pace And the body begins twitching The dreams are so real and intense In the race you may be finishing A dream can be gentle and calm Of far away places you've never been The mind creates a picture Of lands that you've never seen Sometimes a dream can be repeated Perhaps it's of something you like So much that your mind goes back Maybe that first day you rode a bike You wake up suddenly and recall The vision is clear in the mind And remember just about every detail What if these things are a sign? Some dreams do become a reality A job, a crush or winning the lottery For whatever reasons we have dreams Alot of them make our lives sunny ©Schizology

Schizology

Unsplash When some books chapters hold you back, Then that's the time to close that book, Open a new one, start writing, don't lack, In search of a different outlook. Life's too short to dwell on the past, Let go of what no longer serves, Embrace the future, make it last, For what's meant for you, it deserves. Turn the page, begin anew, Explore the unknown, take a chance, Let positivity and growth ensue, Don't let fear hold you in a trance. Each new chapter brings its own tale, With lessons to learn and wisdom to gain, Don't let the past's grip prevail, Free yourself from that chain. So close that book, open a new one, And with courage, face the sun, In the journey of life, find your own spun, For it's never too late to have begun. ©Naveen Dutt

Naveen Dutt