The hospital He couldn't grip He always slipped And bit by bit He lost his wits Voices in his head While laying in bed Things were said That made him red The family worried His mind was blurry Then they hurried And they scurried Called the hospital To stop this hell And make him well But they didn't tell So he went away Suddenly one day For a short stay To escape the fray He went for help Others had felt He wanted to melt Inside his shell They gave him pills A needle to chill They held him still He wasn't thrilled Soon he fell deep The meds did creep No need for sheep To fall right asleep After many days No more in a haze Maybe just a phase Of being in a daze Soon he was released Voices mostly ceased Voices no longer feast Now just has peace He learned to cope He still has hope It won't cut his rope But to just say nope ©Schizology

Schizology

Another old one 25 years old or more The end Some say It will come Some say Nowhere to run Others say It's the end Others say It's time to mend We will pay A bitter price We will pay It won't be nice Some day We'll all go Some day We all know ©Schizology

Schizology

This is one of my oldest poems The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology

Schizology

The greatest dancer She's sitting at a table in the bar with a couple friends They are enjoying some drinks and chatting away The music playing is not her style to enjoy Her two friends are encouraging her to dance She is a bit shy and doesn't want to Tells them she only dances when alone The girls with her are telling her she's amazing She doesn't think so ..at least not in public After a few drinks and some chattering She thinks for a moment and downs her sixth shot Like lightning she jumps up and makes her way The crowd is rambunctious and rowdy ... but friendly She gets up on the dance floor and bam ! Her most favourite song to dance to comes on Her eyes widen and she starts gyrating to the beat A couple people were watching her as she unwound Sliding and legs moving like a ball room dancer More patrons caught her display and fixated on her Her body was swaying to and fro ..in time with the music Soon the entire club was watching , mesmerized by this Her grace was unmatched , performers train years to dance Her aura and energy had the whole place hysterical When the track had ended she was stunned Everyone was clapping and cheering and screaming She was so embarrassed by the reaction but felt joy She was usually so withdrawn but tonight she cracked the shell Guys from all over the bar we're trying to get near her Luckily the bouncers were close and kept her safe until The women were safe in a taxi and headed home That night she was anything but timid She was the greatest dancer ever ©Schizology

Schizology

New Year 2025 नया साल आया है, नई उम्मीदें लेकर, सपनों की दुनिया अब नये रंगों से सजे। हर दिन हो शुभ, हर रात हो रोशन, खुशियों से भरी हो ये नयी शुरुआत। पुरानी यादों को छोड़, चलें आगे हम, नई राहों पर, नए क़दम। सपने हों पूरे, दिलों में हो विश्वास, साल 2025 हो, सफलता से भरा खास। जो बीता, वह सीख है, जो आने वाला है, वो खुशियों का खजाना, जो हमें पाना है। समय की रेत पर लकीरें न छोड़ें, साथ चलें हम, बस यही है शेरों। नववर्ष की शुभकामनाएं, सबको मिले सुख-शांति, हर दिल में हो प्रेम, और जीवन में हो ध्वनि। साल 2025 हो, हम सब के लिए मंगलमय, नई उम्मीदें, नई शुरुआत, हो सभी के लिए सफलाय। ©Ajita Bansal

Ajita Bansal

What's the story? What's the story? Tell me the news It it's too gory I think I'll get the blues What's the story? Tell me the news If he's not sorry Surely , he'll pay his dues Tell me a story What's the news? He reaps his glory At the people he's used Tell me a story What's the news? Weird, swore that he He would never lose What's the story? Tell me the news I guess the more he Gloated, missed the clues What's the story? Tell me the news Falling on the floor he Thought , I'm going to lose Tell me a story What the news? Buried in the quarry Because of people he used ©Schizology

Schizology

The hospital He couldn't grip He always slipped And bit by bit He lost his wits Voices in his head While laying in bed Things were said That made him red The family worried His mind was blurry Then they hurried And they scurried Called the hospital To stop this hell And make him well But they didn't tell So he went away Suddenly one day For a short stay To escape the fray He went for help Others had felt He wanted to melt Inside his shell They gave him pills A needle to chill They held him still He wasn't thrilled Soon he fell deep The meds did creep No need for sheep To fall right asleep After many days No more in a haze Maybe just a phase Of being in a daze Soon he was released Voices mostly ceased Voices no longer feast Now just has peace He learned to cope He still has hope It won't cut his rope But to just say nope ©Schizology

Schizology

Another old one 25 years old or more The end Some say It will come Some say Nowhere to run Others say It's the end Others say It's time to mend We will pay A bitter price We will pay It won't be nice Some day We'll all go Some day We all know ©Schizology

Schizology

This is one of my oldest poems The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology

Schizology

The greatest dancer She's sitting at a table in the bar with a couple friends They are enjoying some drinks and chatting away The music playing is not her style to enjoy Her two friends are encouraging her to dance She is a bit shy and doesn't want to Tells them she only dances when alone The girls with her are telling her she's amazing She doesn't think so ..at least not in public After a few drinks and some chattering She thinks for a moment and downs her sixth shot Like lightning she jumps up and makes her way The crowd is rambunctious and rowdy ... but friendly She gets up on the dance floor and bam ! Her most favourite song to dance to comes on Her eyes widen and she starts gyrating to the beat A couple people were watching her as she unwound Sliding and legs moving like a ball room dancer More patrons caught her display and fixated on her Her body was swaying to and fro ..in time with the music Soon the entire club was watching , mesmerized by this Her grace was unmatched , performers train years to dance Her aura and energy had the whole place hysterical When the track had ended she was stunned Everyone was clapping and cheering and screaming She was so embarrassed by the reaction but felt joy She was usually so withdrawn but tonight she cracked the shell Guys from all over the bar we're trying to get near her Luckily the bouncers were close and kept her safe until The women were safe in a taxi and headed home That night she was anything but timid She was the greatest dancer ever ©Schizology

Schizology

New Year 2025 नया साल आया है, नई उम्मीदें लेकर, सपनों की दुनिया अब नये रंगों से सजे। हर दिन हो शुभ, हर रात हो रोशन, खुशियों से भरी हो ये नयी शुरुआत। पुरानी यादों को छोड़, चलें आगे हम, नई राहों पर, नए क़दम। सपने हों पूरे, दिलों में हो विश्वास, साल 2025 हो, सफलता से भरा खास। जो बीता, वह सीख है, जो आने वाला है, वो खुशियों का खजाना, जो हमें पाना है। समय की रेत पर लकीरें न छोड़ें, साथ चलें हम, बस यही है शेरों। नववर्ष की शुभकामनाएं, सबको मिले सुख-शांति, हर दिल में हो प्रेम, और जीवन में हो ध्वनि। साल 2025 हो, हम सब के लिए मंगलमय, नई उम्मीदें, नई शुरुआत, हो सभी के लिए सफलाय। ©Ajita Bansal

Ajita Bansal

What's the story? What's the story? Tell me the news It it's too gory I think I'll get the blues What's the story? Tell me the news If he's not sorry Surely , he'll pay his dues Tell me a story What's the news? He reaps his glory At the people he's used Tell me a story What's the news? Weird, swore that he He would never lose What's the story? Tell me the news I guess the more he Gloated, missed the clues What's the story? Tell me the news Falling on the floor he Thought , I'm going to lose Tell me a story What the news? Buried in the quarry Because of people he used ©Schizology

Schizology