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I Am Not Pleased

The virus is spreading fast,
The pandemic has hit its peak.
The exams got cancelled,
When they were away just a week.

It feels like all the hard work,
Went in vain.
But it is also true,
That not marks but knowledge is supposed to be gained.

Nothing much productive to do,
Just lying all day in the room,
Watching and playing some cricket,
Be it morning, evening or afternoon.

Thinking of taking up some new activities,
To enhance my personality.
But the energy level is low,
And I don’t know why!

Everything around feels to have slowed down,
Cause there is a lot of free time.
Just reading Christie and some other good writers,
Be it fantasy, fiction or crime.

Also listening to a lot of music,
Which seemed impossible just three days ago.
Now I can do whatever I want to,
And got a contended face to show.

The duration of every single day,
Suddenly feels to have increased.
It’s kind of confusing but still,
I won’t say, “I am not pleased.”

– Anmol Agarwal
(16/04/2021)

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Shatter Every Dream

The sadness has crept up in mind,
And nothing can be done.
Just “Stay Home, Stay Safe”,
There is no use thinking about another ton.

Felt like I was on the top of the world,
The feeling was great.
But just a little carelessness,
Made it all go in vain.

Tired of these circumstances,
Everyone is, of course.
But we should understand that the situation has worsened,
And now there is no place left even for the corpse.

This is not the right time to act selfish,
And co-operate as a team.
Or else the strain will continue,
And shatter every dream.

We need to break the chain,
Instead of becoming it’s part.
And we must fight out of it together,
By staying apart.

– Anmol Agarwal
(26/04/2021)

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Milk and Bread

Don’t fight,
Always talk polite.
If an argument turns nasty,
Immediately get quiet.

Never lie,
Don’t be shy.
If you want to build a name for yourself,
Be a strong guy.

Don’t spread dust,
Be just.
In everything you do,
Always be first.

Of course it is easy to say,
But hard to get.
It feels like I am trapped,
Whenever try to make the first step.

We give our best,
But success never comes easy.
Even if we successfully clear an obstacle,
We mustn’t get lazy.

From toddling to achieving something great,
There is always a hurdle.
If we keep on thinking about it all,
Our mind weighs up with burden.

Sometimes it feels like I want to stop,
Don’t care if I get flop.
But what good will it be,
If I don’t even have a proper job?

We need to be brave boys,
As we haven’t got a choice.
Now it is time to grow up,
And leave behind our toys.

Although life offers a lot to gain,
Remember it is not a game.
If we really work hard with determination,
There is endless fame.

It is nothing but a feeble knot,
Tied on a single thread.
We need to decide very wisely before making every move,
Not so easy just like eating milk and bread.

– Anmol Agarwal

(September 25, 2020)

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Ready Now

The sun is yet to rise,
Darkness everywhere.
The possibilities are infinite,
And no place for fear.

Just living at my best,
That’s what I need to do.
Ignoring the empty and meaningless criticism of certain people,
But treating them with kindness too.

I am mentally and physically ready now,
To face the challenges held by this day.
Sticking to my basic principles,
And enhancing my abilities in every possible way.

– Anmol Agarwal
(January 4, 2021)

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I Can Count Them

Whenever I remember the year, 2009,

One memory never escapes my mind.

Countless nights I may have seen,

That starry night isn’t difficult to find.



There was a power cut,

So we were lying on the terrace.

Although it was summer,

The weather was quite pleasant.



The stars shone quite bright,

In the moonless night,

I was overwhelmed with delight,

At that beautiful sight.



Lay ahead of me,

The never-ending twinkling streak.

Out of curiosity,

I started counting them like a freak.



I always messed up in between,

Several times though I tried.

The little kid that I was,

I started to cry.



My grandpa came to my side,

To give me a bit advice.

He told me that it is not possible to count the stars,

Because new ones are formed every night.



That small talk somehow made me feel better,

So I ceased to cry.

Whenever I saw the night sky from then on,

I never took a try.



Since that summer,

Eleven years have passed.

The world is not what it used to be,

And the change has been very fast.



I still remember,

That scene well.

Sometimes I wonder,

Maybe it was nothing but just a vision.



Grandfather isn’t with me now,

But his words stayed with me.

He was right, of course,

But what if the environment isn’t pollution-free.



There are not enough stars,

Left to see.

Four or five maybe,

Sometimes show up.



Some people still say,

We can’t count the stars in the sky.

I just simply ask them,

To have a try.



No doubt,

A lot has changed,

That’s the reason why,

I can count them!

                                         – Anmol Agarwal

                                 (September 10, 2020)