Why do I love rain?
Someone I dearly loved had their soul in it;
No, it doesn’t bring back the pain,
Every part of me feels free bit by bit.
There’s something about the lone walker’s gait,
Drenched in rainwater, he carries on with his trip;
With happiness, my mind is laid,
It doesn’t repent since there is no guilt.
The hailstones start coming down,
As blows the furious wind;
I will answer the call again,
There’s something unexplainable about the rainfall’s tint.
– Anmol Agarwal
(21/03/2023)
Don’t want to shed any tears
Life can take unexpected turns,
With ups and downs forging the soul.
Oh.. I wish I could just go back five years,
And start again on a different note.
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But today the sun shines bright,
Filling up my gloomy heart with its penetrative light.
All the sadness of the past seems to be washing away under the magnificent rays,
A new fire of hope has just been ignite.
Now I have finally got the courage,
To face my worst fears.
Sooner rather than later,
In future, I don’t want to shed any tears.
– Anmol Agarwal
(11/10/2021)
Walk on the Same Lane
From the very beginning,
I had this spark in my mind to bring about a change.
Starting from the boycott of refrigerants and air conditioners,
Till the complete stoppage of all kinds of other pollutants, they had to range.
It was around four years ago, I remember,
When I first presented my idea.
Voices were raised and I was declared a complete fool by common consent,
I was the center of laughter for the next few days because of my revolutionary mania.
I gave up consuming refrigerated items,
As soon as this idea occurred to me.
No more comfort of the air conditioned rooms,
Cause I knew success never comes free.
Not a single soul came to my side and recognised my efforts,
Instead, they always tried to ignore.
But I did not lose hope and continued my revolution on a small personal scale,
And whenever anyone tried to suppress me along with my ideas, I was always prepared to reply with a roar.
The years passed by,
I am still yearning for support.
Yes, the lone warrior of this idea welcomes all of you to give your contribution in whatever way you can,
And help in improving the environmental report.
I don’t regret anything,
Though, since then, I have had a tough life.
If we can move higher with this idea then my happiness can’t be reduced,
Even with a cut from a knife.
I hope all of my sacrifices,
Won’t go away in vain.
Let’s join our hands together and bring some difference in the world,
Success is not very far away if all of us walk on the same lane.
– Anmol Agarwal
(14/06/2021)
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)
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