Another Beginning by Keertana Kuchipudi, BSC, FSCCS, III Year 

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 ANOTHER BEGINNING

Shredding the robe of irresolution,

Suit up with resolution.

Burning to ashes - the despondence,

Rise up a phoenix - of desire.

Evading the gloom of benightment,

Enter the bliss of enlightenment.

Shedding the wings of fear,

Fly - a victor, into the new year.

 

Like Cricket Like Life by P. Navya Sri, BA, III Year

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LIKE CRICKET LIKE LIFE

I wish I were a batsman,

In my cricket-like life.

I wish I treat - as a ball in an over,

Any problem in my life.

I wish I do not end up - a run out,

As it is not just a game, but my life.

I wish to score a six or four,

Hitting at success through my problems.

I wish not to lose my wicket,

As it would be the end of life.

I wish to have the opportunity to play,

All my favorite parts of life.

I wish not to play for the audience,

But for self-assurance.

I Miss That Part Of Life by Rapolu Nancy, BBM, II Year

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I MISS THAT PART OF LIFE

When we talked -

It was like, I were talking to

A shining star at night.

 

When you taught me -

It was like a child, learning from a teacher.

When I were ill, you cared for me;

It was like a mother, taking care of a child.

 

When you annoyed me teasingly;

It was like a sister, fighting with another.

When I were fearful, you encouraged me,

And motivated me, to become stronger;

It was like a father, supporting a child,

In all of life’s situations.

 

When I were sad, you made me smile;

It was like a friend,

Changing my heart and mind.


You were, a beautiful gift of life!

But you haven't taught me,

How to live without you.


I miss you so much!

And I, shall carry you in my heart,

For the rest of my life.

So Close Yet So Far by Sandugula Yathirajasri, BSC, FNZC, III Year

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SO CLOSE YET SO FAR

So close, yet so far -

Like the Sun and the Earth we are!

I feel your eyes,

Assessing and absorbing my essence.

Yet I cannot meet your gaze,

Fearing I can no longer feign nonchalance.

You are always around,

Just within an earshot.

Yet I never take your name aloud,

For I can never again, say something so close to my heart.

You are just a few steps away,

Like the setting Sun, glowing on the horizon.

Yet I cannot let my feet sway,

For that surreal horizon is never close.

So close, yet so far - 

Like the Sun and the Earth we are!

 

My Secret Desire by T. Anurupa, BSC, MSCS, III Year

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MY SECRET DESIRE

You are my Luna and Solis,

Conferring on me the faith for a quotidian life.

You are my untold truth,

Cannot be disclosed to folk.

You are my beacon in a dark room,

Enlightening my soul with grateful potential.

You are my dream that haunts me every night,

Cannot be reached until you greet.

I Miss You by Snehitha Gudipati, BSC, MPCS, III Year

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I MISS YOU

 I miss them, dearest.

The spark in your eyes;

Every time I see them, 

I'm carried to another world.

I see them everyday, 

But the spark is lost.

I miss it.

The love in your words, was evident.

Magically, it was not only for me.

They are special to me.

I hear them, but I miss them.

I know.

I know that I am special to you,

I know that your love for me is unchanging.

Yet, I want to be loved -

Every minute, every second; 

Until my last breath.

The End - A New Beginning? by Prabha Tiwari, B.Com Regulars, 2A

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THE END - A NEW BEGINNING?

I retreated, the day I realized,

That here - I never belonged.

My haven was decided, 

And it wasn't this.

It was only me, in the void around.

Darkness, consuming my mind;

Terrible gloom, in it I drowned.

I closed my eyes,

As I recognized myself.

My power and potential,

My might and wherewithal.

My lips cast a smile,

As I graced on, ethereal.

After what seemed like an eternity,

I found what my soul longed for.

And now, I have reached Hamel - 

My haven.

I am here, it all seems real.

This, is a better place.

Better than the cruel world, 

I had to vacate.

This is my journey;

Was it an end, or 

Is it a new beginning?

My Emotional Support by P. Navya Sri, BA, III Year

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MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT

Every day as I wake up,

I want you by my side.

You are the one that knows my emotions,

You offer love without conditions.

When I am by your side,

I fall in love for hugs so tight.

You're mine – a swain,

that belongs to me.

You’re not just a pillow,

as the world thinks so.

You, are my cute munchkin.

Enigma by Yathirajasri Sandugula, BSC, FNZC, III Year

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ENIGMA

I'm an enigma.

One part poetry, 

one part kindness, 

and 98: wilderness. 

It'll take a life time 

just to figure me out; 

leaving no time 

for anyone to contemplate. 

And that's okay.

It's more than okay!

I prefer being a mystery unloved,

 rather than solved to be loved.

 I'm an enigma

 and I intend to be so. 

 

Melting Memories by Deepshikha Patangay, BA II Year

 

Photo credit: Dr Jhilam Chattaraj

Melting Memories 

Primary schooling brought us together,

Though being classmates,

We never neglected each other.

High school changed our lives,

Though as classmates again,

We needed each other.

 

Friendship turned into an unbreakable bond,

No matter how many entered,

They failed to part us from each other.

Growing older in life,

We found our ways,

To stay with each other.

 

Kids who turned up into adults,

We saw the vision of tomorrow,

Of living with each other.

Daydreaming of something big,

The wild storm arrived,

To depart us from each other.

 

The journey came to an end,

Just like the way two sailors,

Who sailed the boats without each other.

Was it a mirage or fate?

Was it the past or the new venture?

That forced us to live without each other.

 

Wish! We lived up to the title,

"The Greatest Friends"

Just like Antonio and Bassanio,

Who stood beside forever.

But these feelings had to be buried,

Beneath the Earth forever.

 

Just like Behrman's last painting,

I pen down my feelings for one last time,

Paying a small tribute,

For the uncountable memories,

Which permits me to walk away from the past,

To start a new journey without her.