aditi's simple thoughts (original)

A Glow Full of Secrets By Aditi Bhattamishra  On the ground we tread upon, In the air we breath, Are secrets  Never meant to be. Bubbling in the streams, And hidden 'neath the trees  Are unspoken truths Never to be seen And yet, With such mysteriousness, The world goes on. With nothing but a glow left behind. Of things that are gone.         Tell me in the comments what you think this poem means!

If The Sky Turned Black…. By Aditi Bhattamishra If the sky turned black , I would paint it blue . If the clouds were heavy , I would make them light. If the sun went down , I would pull it back up . If the moon disappeared , I would make it reappear. If the world needed me, I would be there for it . My question is, though, Would everyone else do the same?

O, Christmas Tree By Aditi Bhattamishra Golden lights wrapped ‘Round and ‘round. Fragile memories Hung by a thread. Multi-colored spheres With a sprinkle of glitter Shine under the stars. Striped canes of candy Hooked on the branches. And a beautiful star Placed lovingly on top Like a cherry on the cake. O, Christmas Tree, How we bedizen you. All those mismatched burdens You hold without complaint. While you stand there Waiting………. Until there is nothing to wait for. This is a poem I was wishing to publish about the Christmas tree (even though it is way pat Christmastime).