Vishwa Vyas

Exams are on head, Making me hella scared. Sem 1 preparations are not so good, Hope I don't enter KT section and be where I should. Exams do come and go as its a matter of few days, But later the major heartache occurs as results and decides our life ways. This exam pressure is getting me so high, That I guess now I need to end my poetry and start studying so goodbye.

The days of joy, With sound and lights. I can't stop myself, From dancing all night. Today starts the nine nights festival called Navratri, By the name of worshipping goddess Durga since history. People dressed in different colors, Seems like a rainbow. The non-stop dance they do, Is with a rhythmic flow. I have always been waiting for navratri as its a festival of great fun, Coz we gujju's think its our 9 days sunburn.

Caterpillar on the tree, Have you wondered who you be? A beautiful butterfly flying free, With a vision only I can see! The beauty of your hues, The flair of your wings. The smoothness in your flight, I wish people could keep beautiful things alive. You are a color of shy on face of a shadow, A color of anger on face of a sun. A color of peace on silky moon, Just like a rainbow flouring in the sky with a bloom. You are a tiny little butterfly, Who loves to fly. But when you fly, People catch you and you die.