When You Be Apparently Clear To Someone About Yourself, Classify Well, About Who Is Really Understanding

When you be apparently clear to someone about yourself, classify well, about who is really understanding and who is extracting content out of it.

I've been a stubborn snowflake,

and caused chills wherever I fell,

on whoever I fell upon.

I've been the white snow,

a sight for sore eyes,

but a curse for someone stuck.

I've been a vicious hailstorm,

wrecking trees in array,

disastrous on my way.

I have been winter,

had nothing warm to give,

My sun, however, ain't absent,

it lingers behind the house I live.

BEEN WINTER- Vanshika Singh

The disaster you wear as a ballgown,

has brought death down upon me.

The scar from the war you caused,

has been my most favourite injury.

The invisible swords you carry,

had cut me sharp into misery.

You have been my greatest downfall,

the mortal beings instantly agree.

Let's plan a meeting soon again,

at the deep plain of the sea.

So if we cause another catastrophe,

the non-literature world has nothing to worry.

Vanshika Singh

I think I have a side

I strive hard to hide

like I have often

seen the moon do.

Not because we are ugly

toxic or unlikeable

But because it is personal

out worldly type.

I'd rather not reveal it

and instead conceal

Not everyone has to be aware

Of how I often feel.

The world doesn't deserve that side,

to see and to explore

It's only for my inquisitive self

to love and to adore.

THE SIDE I HIDE- Vanshika Singh

There were times in life, when,

I've been broken, and I've been bare

and like you promised, to be by my side always

your thoughts defiantly, have always been there.

Vanshika Singh

The absence of stuff to feel about,

I think,

is overrated.

Ask someone who feels so much,

that they have to write it on paper,

so it doesn't overflow.