Bardly Collectives

By Shweta Yadav

"Smiling outside dying inside, Screaming, screeching, shunning trying to make it solve more try, more it gets encode Want to cry, wanna blame and, inside some captiveness gets flame that I can't even claim But, I won't let my spark lost i'll give it every shot will give my kindness every gloss And make frost my devils bringing up my level i'll live this life like a revel."

"They say, I seems so calm Sometimes angelic Having a happy face Hpping all around Cheering everyone Make all laugh Listening to'em Classified the secrets But, here I comes Driven by my own demons Tryin' so hard To put them in lane Not to loose my sane Uncontrollable, Every now and then Holding their rein Angelic or demonic Try to set a pace To give'em the Fair share of space For both are essential To walk through these ways."

"Home!! This is what I call you, Something I thought

you really are. I imagine it to be

a safe place, a shrine to rest When exhausted by the world Somewhere, I'll find the light, When, surroundings seems all dark A place where, I thought

my tears will be wiped away,

the aches will be released. Resting place, where I can be me, without caring about

anything, and face back the world

all rejuvenate But then, everything was

shattered by you, yourself That safe-place was never there

Whenever, I want to be

protected, screaming in pain

There was not any sign of light anywhere, whenever I stumble

in the dark. My own Home!, turns out

to be a Cage. Left me in nowhere

to be on my own."

"Here, I'm dancing under the

moon radiance, Overwhelmed by the silence.

With every pace, as I set a new height,

she herself becomes my spotlight. Trace-up, I slow down,

she sleeves me up in her shinning gown. I twirl, I swirl, moving back and forth,

she constantly act

my companion of sort. Moon and her gloom are there, always,

no matter how I sway. I dive in moonshine deep, as, I've been saved and drowned,

and she never fails me to crown."

"The dark was nui So's the sky Patches of white Moon castes the light

Turns as grey Pearls serves on tray Seems so serene Drench with bliss Got me tempt Hold my look kept Don't want it to stop As fantasies been roped."

"sitting on a window side Sneaking out, from a hide The rain was pouring Wind was bustling Saw a bird chirped And a hay heap ripped Smiling nature, and Happy creatures

A sweet fragrance Spread all around Kind a symphony's Sound surrounds Such a loving weather Nothing feels better."

By Shweta Yadav