Shefali Bhakuni
Fantasy
Of the many ways to fall,
the worst is-
in the eyes
of someone who loves you..
Pain..
Over My Heart
Fall..
Only Love
A Thousand Ti...
The Heart's S...
If Promises
How Far?
This Will Als...
What's Worse?
There was a lake, Legends say it’s magical... There was a lake, Legends say it’s magical...
I wish I could be a star I wish I could be a star
When you are at peace- When you are at peace-
The poem describes the beauty of the nature. The poem describes the beauty of the nature.
Her skirt was the brightest crimson, And black her steeple hat. Her broomstick lay be Her skirt was the brightest crimson, And black her steeple hat. Her brooms...
Life is like a puzzle. We need to do a lot of struggle. Life is like a puzzle. We need to do a lot of struggle.
When I was walking down the street I met a pumpkin When I was walking down the street I met a pumpkin
But my heart feels the season of spring at each golden leaf meandering to the ground. But my heart feels the season of spring at each golden leaf meandering to the gr...
Once I had a dream, Once I had a dream,
Frosting me with a silver knife, Decorating me with candy jewels. Frosting me with a silver knife, Decorating me with candy jewels.
As my friends turn evil Spooning a devil As my friends turn evil Spooning a devil
Maybe, I'll go to Rome Although, it'll be far from my home Maybe, I'll go to Rome Although, it'll be far from my home
Tracing thoughts Tracing thoughts
Take a seat, Or be on your feet. As we go to candy land... Take a seat, Or be on your feet. As we go to candy land...
A cookie was in a plate It was nearly 6, she was getting late A cookie was in a plate It was nearly 6, she was getting late
Hold on tight and burn with a flare and bring in positivity to this world. Hold on tight and burn with a flare and bring in positivity to this world.
Let’s dream of snowflakes and frosty hail, Only if life was a fairy tale! Let’s dream of snowflakes and frosty hail, Only if life was a fairy tale!
This poem reminds us how mirrors reflect things which are true and that can't be changed... This poem reminds us how mirrors reflect things which are true and that can't be...
The happy ones take me to cloud nine Sad ones bring out the sorrow of mine The happy ones take me to cloud nine Sad ones bring out the sorrow of mine
The poem shows that life without love is a soulless life. The poem shows that life without love is a soulless life.