The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

Obeying the rules of quarantine, Seated on my roof top, To enjoy the beauty, I quietly sat on a wooden chair, Towards my left, I watched the streets, The roads were bare, But the birds, flew freely in the air. The cuckoo of a Koel, Was heard from my right, He looks like a crow, With dark red eyes, The squirrels ran, From branch to branch, Butterflies flew, Decorating my view. Along with this, I began to dream, Of my future, And of course, of you, Don't blame me my dear, But when I think of you, I know I am very inquisitive, To know our future, to get to know you. As I sit, I wonder, When will we meet, As I sit, I wonder, How will we meet, My dear, I prefer, If we find ourselves, And my parents; your in-laws, They too prefer the same. I wonder, will you hold my hand, As I dream, I wonder, will you cheer, When I succeed, I'm impatient, to know, Your passions, your hobbies, I'm impatient, ...

  A precious necklace, covering her neck, A thorn piercing her heart, again and again, A pearl covering, her ocean blue eyes, Her knees touched, the rough ground. Her white skin, dressed up in red, Her figures rushed, like a wiper in the rain, Her sobbing reigned, like an express train, With a deep breath she said, it's okay, it's okay. Once again, she heard the beep, With trembling hands, she reached out to see, "Mom, I miss you, I'm sorry I was mean", Her pearls dropped faster; she could not resist. Running away, from the patients in her ward, Taking away her mask, soaked in tear drops, She cried out a loud, "Help me my Lord", In no time she heard, "Dear Hero, Be Strong". -Natalya Ludwick-

Through the storm, We tend to reform, As the storm reigns for too long, We look for peace within us. Through the rain, On the muddy grounds, Dancing, on a rose yard, Until we step, on a rose thorn. Under the hot blazing sun, We travel around, the world for fun, With Camera clicks, louder than guns, To save our skin, there's a lot that's done. While we watch, the waves splash, On the tough rocks, fearlessly crash, Kissing our feet, as they go back, By the Encyclopedia called Nature, My heart is dragged. -Natalya Ludwick-

Mankind have paused, In fear of an organism, To the eye, invisible, To destroy, infeasible. Mankind have paused, Cause death is unacceptable, To the heart, unbearable, To the mind, troublesome. Mankind have paused, With invisible tears unexplainable, The greatest of the living, but mortal, Who belongs to the father, immortal. Mankind I pause, Cause what can I say, We never know, if I'm the next prey, Until we overcome this someday, Mankind, kneel down to the Almighty, Together let's pray. -Natalya Ludwick-

Hi, I know, I'm late, But better late than never, So here I go. Since our day is not TODAY, I think you need reasons, For my DELAY, I mean even the once among us, WOMEN. So yes, I'll be honest, Firstly, I forgot that we had a day, Secondly, I was not bothered to raise my pen, Why? Cause everybody was there to appreciate. So what made me write about it today? Actually, I can explain, Let's start with my first excuse, If you are Okay? As a young woman, Or shall I correct it as Lady? It sounds more classy and polite, That's my opinion, you are free to have yours. So, yes coming back to giving excuses, I forgot, cause I was busy, Yes, very busy on a holiday, I was busy worrying about my career development, I was busy, worrying about my future, Cause, I'm single, I was busy, worrying about further education, Cause, this is the age to complete. Yes yes yes, I was worried, and still I am, Cause they force me to worry, They say, as a GIRL, I need to earn while I'm not y...

Dear Mr. Darcy,  I thought you should know, This world is fake, Try to see, a little bit more, Than what they show, You'll see there's a huge change. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, How my heart disobeys, Even though I moved, to a different floor, If only you knew, the magnitude of this pain, But how? I never leave a trace. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, When I felt that you've walked away, My heart cried, and left no trace, There's no tear drop, you'll see on my face, But a smile, that only turn my eyes red. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, I pretend, I don't care anymore, When I see you, my heart beats a little slow, When I hear your name, I step on an icy road, Weirdly my heart is under your control. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, If in case, your mind has changed, I swear, I was true to you, for sure, For your grand arrival, I patiently stayed as...

Dear Mr. Darcy, There's bridges, that needs burning lately, I wonder, should I burn them at once or slowly, Being hurt once is better, obviously, But being hurt too much, at once, is risky. Dear Mr. Darcy, I don't feel the pain, of this wound inside me, Nor the odor, distracts me, The scar looks like, an usual part of me, That's how much, the delay in the burn, hurts me. Dear Mr. Darcy, I stand at the edge of the bridges, I've soaked them with petrol, In my hand a burning candle, I stepped out, leaving my sandals. Dear Mr. Darcy, I left everything, that touched my hassle, I burnt all at once, yes this heart is stubborn, But Dear Mr. Darcy, the bridge between us, Is made of Pure Diamonds.... -Natalya Ludwick-