Poem 299 - Little Steps

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She took her first step ever, with a bright little giggle

On her tiny little toes, she gave him a small wiggle

As she stumbled, he caught her firmly mid air

Smiling at his daughter, he patted her with care

For with a single step, her journey had begun

She escaped from his hands, ready to run

But was picked up as soon as she tried

As he slowly tickled her, she squealed in delight

She pinched his hand, and he gave her a deep frown

She only giggled more, and his heart melted down

He held her tight, and they stuck like glue

He loved his jewel, and she loved him too

~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of - https://aprompteachday.wordpress.com/

Poem 298 - The Way I See

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I am not a scientist, but do I need to be one, to enjoy this night?

While they look through telescopes, at stars I probably can't spot

All I see out there, is a beautiful place, winking its joy - quiet and bright

For scientists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

Nor do I need to be an artist, to stay up all night - painting a starry sky

For while they paint - they work - and while they work they don't enjoy

For me just looking, at such a surreal thing, makes time seem to fly

For artists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I might not notice the flower beds I stand upon

But it's not for them I've come here

For this beautiful sight, unlike flowers - is dead upon dawn

For maybe even flowers see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I'd rather enjoy this one whole night, having the sky all to me

Such beautiful moments come rare - so look at it when you have eyes

I'd rather never be an artist or scientist and work my night lacking glee

For everyone sees, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

For what they see, is just another night of gloomy toil
But for me it is a peaceful night, to think and watch
The twinkling stars, and gleaming moon - this night nobody can spoil
Perhaps it's only those out there who see what I see

~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/

Poem 297 - Dilemmas

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Always ends up on decisions we make

North or South? Left or Right?

We all know the maze of life isn't a piece of cake

And that's why we make most decisions in fright

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Got to choose wisely, yet can't be too slow

Tension breaks, as you don't know what to choose

Sweat pours down on my eyebrow

As on the chessboard I make a move to lose

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So while choosing your paths be firm and clear

Those dilemmas of yours, decide your tomorrow

For you choose the right key, then to success you're near

And when you choose the wrong, it might be a life of sorrow

~Gaurang Rao 

Written as a part of - http://poetryjaam.blogspot.ae/2014/08/path.html
and - http://www.theme-thursday.com/2014/08/theme-thursday-for-august-21-2014.html

Poem 296 - Life Is A Boat

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See that li'l boat yonder - bobbing away?

She can't come back until she's done her work for the day

Through tempests and typhoons she'll pass and go

But she won't leave todays' work for tomorrow

Life should be nothing but just the boat above

Never later, everything to be done now

She passes through her problems like they never prevail

And smiling to herself away she does sail

For life, is an easy road, just misted by a few potholes

And to walk through them safely, should be topmost on our goals

Follow that boat, as she laughs hard yet works harder

For in the end, on the road, we just want to reach farther

~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/

Poem 295 - Home a Heaven

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Home - a place where you can sleep as long as you want

A place where you are sure there is nothing to haunt

How I love running on that marble floor

And ringing the bell of the front door

Home sweet home my favorite weekend holiday

A place where our heart actually lay

The biggest support you get, your house gives

But the largest love - in one's home it lives

Enjoy your home, for you are one of the few who can

For it's homes not houses that are the nests of man

~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of - http://withrealtoads.blogspot.ae/

Poem 294 - Letting Go

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Is it easy -as letting go of balloons as to let go of your suspicions?

For your mind will always have those doubtful visions

For there is always someone you want to blame

From the bottom of your heart you want to bring out that name

Maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong

But don't hold your suspicions for too long

You'll have too much to worry about, just let it go

Don't let your suspicions grow

Doubts will arise, push it aside

For you don't have that much time to bide

So let it go, and enjoy one more doubtless day

You never know where the end of your line may lay.

~Gaurang Rao

Written as a part of  - http://poetryjaam.blogspot.ae/

and http://www.theme-thursday.com/

Poem 293 - The Secrets Of The Room

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'Clean your room' says my mum for the fifth time in a row

With its beautiful messiness my room does sadly glow

I pick up clothes of long ago, stuff it in the cupboard

Of this hard working job I already feel bored

So much junk under the bed! Where'd those shoes come from?

From photos and shoes to an empty bottle of rum

I sweep out everything from under the stinky bed

Tired of cleaning I lie down, panting and  half-dead

Room though much cleaner than before, looked much more worse

I fall asleep, forgetting my mum's warning curse

She walks in finding the room messier than ever

A tornado of words as I wake up with a shiver

This poor old boy, had to clean while skipping dinner

That day - both the junk in my room and I grew thinner

~Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/

(NOTE: I'm just 14. Sarcasm used :) )