I want, I want and I want
Want to change the entire past, maybe as a commandant.
Change the history,
Hug the victory!
In no time and overnight,
Or maybe in the sober light.
Creating a new,
And asking the investigators to review.
Without nothing but everything,
To savour the spring 🙂

No sort of poverty, all sorts of equality
Having everyone at the same level of velocity.
No destruction, no wars
And of course, to meet everyone; all open doors.
No hunger, no resentment
For it would be a small amount of amendment
No kings, no princes; and of course no, slaves
All the peeps enjoying in their own waves!

If I could turn it,
All the bads would I quit.
If I could turn it,
All the trees filled with money, would I create; in kits.
If I could turn it,
Nothing in parts, would I split.
For there would be no one; for the animals to be hit.
If I could turn it,
Hours would I increase; yet many would be unfit.

As they are now
Always blaming thou!
Always despondent, looking at others gleaming in the flavours of success,
Why? Coz we want others to praise us….without winning the chess.
Having a tiny heart, not that you don’t possess big,
But because your eyes don’t prevent to see others, not even a twig.

Perhaps give us a chance
Maybe thousands of new Edisons would be the next in Thy glance!
Let the humans be humane,
Clutching no garbage in their brain.
Let everyone prove,
For thy can give us a chance to improve!

Change is Must,
Must is Change,
For both are necessary for ever and ever!

–GUNEEV KAUR

They didn’t raise their voice
And we called them under privileged by our own choice
Do you eat food?
Then what was the time you debuted?
Of course, when you were born
Till date those days are yet not gone
But today you are doing injustice with its providers
The ones who have their blood and hard work in your insiders
A doctor, a teacher and even a parent is not needed every time
But a Farmer is the requirement of all the time!
Directly or indirectly, he’s not a part of your life but You
With who’s love you grow
Your growth is his result
In a sense he’s no less than your parent
The only difference being that your parent is with you..
and not working in the Sun, to help you chew

In the world, our sand
India : an Agricultural land
Is today passing new bills against our reasons of life as a command
Helping the more, the high class businessmen to expand
But no man! You are not helping
You are snatching..
Someone’s home, someone’s life
Making the poor men strife
If they fight for their basic right
You don’t face them yourself as if you’re very polite
Instead, revert with those water cannons and tear gas
Without giving a glance to the weather forecasts
Yet they don’t lose
And their abuse is our excuse

I proudly say my roots are my farms !!
Where, to everyone my forefathers welcomed with open arms…
Those green fields
With frequent colour change, to me appealed
I feel so pity looking at those iron built faces
Who boldly and politely are fighting in the capital; of all ages
And our so called VIPs are referring them as terrorists

Who have not visited, since ages, a

Proudest I feel
Seeing them in zeal
There actually had been a shortage of good adjectives, for the only left product was bad,
And yet these VIPs had to add!

It is not just their fight,
But of the entire nation!
Coz we can’t see our farmer fraternity ignite
Wanting the Ministers to once read our Constitution
Where all the Indians, brothers and sisters are referred !
Not as formality
But wanting nothing to go unheard
Because we believe in equality!!

I support the farmers,
They are the best charmers!!!

The mighty life givers.

For they never let us in our needs, quiver!

-GUNEEV KAUR

I love to travel
That too, more in my dreams
Where the roads are endless
And routes infinite.
Millions of friends I make
With no one to get aggressive or scold

Finding it my own
By not being a traveller
No day, no night
Just ecstasy and fun!!
I wave out how to love the world
After witnessing myself
In changing skies

From Rome to Mars
Everywhere I travel
Yet most of the times
In my new world :
“GEMLIFE”
With cites digital
And everything electric and smart
Peeps in search of nothing
But everything

In my quotidian life,
I fly in aeroplanes
I sail in boats
And what not?
Everything that appeals me
And gives me a sooth at the core

Learning is even there
Libraries, restaurants and even schools endless
Discovering my own paths
Trying to become the next Edison or Newton
Yet I dream
And I dream
In the hope of transforming dream to reality

LEARN, EXPLORE AND DISCOVER!

-GUNEEV KAUR

Pen! U rock…..
Once I pick it, it flows on its own
Most of the times, it’s when I am alone!
From the busiest to the loneliest hours
I call it as the Superpower
Claim exists with it one can conquer the world
It’s indeed at each and every place, even at Parliament yet before the flag is unfurled
Enables me to jot the best and the worst
Never let’s me feel disturbed
For others it might just be a normal tool to write
But for me it’s something damn bright
Its brightness…..helps me to grab whatever I want
In any shape and font!

Believed to be mightier than the sword
Helps us to explore the unexplored
Do you refer it as a path of positivity?
If not…..don’t you have instability??
Once written with it, I never forget
If not….I am filled with regret

The thin tip
Demands to write on each slip
No matter the background is white or not
Yet it never lets the power of the words to lost
With it I write,
For it I write!
It speaks so politely
How is it so lively!?
For if it would crawl….
Would it ever get stuck with a ball?
It has so much of strength
For the other’s verbal revert, going wrong and wrong..even crosses the twelfth
Question is why it has a cap?
Maybe because otherwise it would have fought hard and so many for good could have taken a nap!

Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder!
Nah….beauty lies in the eyes of PenHolder
You don’t have any value without it
For your existence, it permits
Technology has replaced it a lot
It still claims the immortal best slot.
How unique is its structure…..slim and cylindrical
How smoothly do the words drizzle!!
Love it…value it…respect it
Else for the world, you won’t be a fit…………

GUNEEV KAUR

You get addicted
You get diverted
Obstacle between you and yourself
You lose hope
You despair
Later……..but why?
Coz you spent your time using it unnecessarily

Not just old
But more do young
Fancy, Attractive
Makes you foolish..
Having it in your hand
A few more will always remain a few more
Unless you learn its importance

Wonder if it’s a drug
More powerful than Wine or Alcohol
Which slays you to be your friend
But is that really so?
Seconds get converted to mins
Further mins to hours
Yet our tummy never gets satisfied!
It devastates you
Unless you finally devastate it

Nevertheless
It’s not always bad
Yet at times it acts as your companion
But never always
Of which myth you live in

—GUNEEV KAUR

Time to rejoice,
And sing at the loudest in our own voice
The fun and frolic filled days are back
When you get the utmost opportunity to enjoy your favourite snack!
The preparations start from weeks ago
So does the bond between us and our friends and family grow(s)
Hearing the word “FESTIVAL” we’re on cloud nine
For we have the right to enjoy the entire wine
Believing the time is ours
Yet in our eyes all those gloomy and shattered flowers
Appear to be the brightest showers
Sweetness is felt from all the sours

So is my motherland the queen of festivals
Each one of those having their own heroic glories
..Having the own charm and history
History….to which the younger ones before hearing,, are in total mystery
At the perfection, are the houses beckoned
Likewise, are we embellished
From Holi to Diwali
We, the Indians, celebrate all the festivals like a family!
Is that just throwing the colour or burning the crackers?
Gosh! I forgot…also eating all the tasty packers?
No! No! No!
We have to uncover the snow
Underneath, which is lying the brightness
Taking us to the path of rightness!

So not just CELEBRATE
But also ELUCIDATE
Elucidate….your heart, your mind
To quickly let the hatred decline (d)
Let the benevolence be spread in abundance
N we enjoy these festivals in fun filled mood and kinda rebundance

Thank you for reading!

GUNEEV KAUR

Something found in infinity
In this so called “happy” world where hardly anyone is on the path of divinity
From a tiny to the massive thing
We make use of it, as if in making that we’re a king
At times I wonder why are people so lazy?
Yet at the others I assume myself the only one crazy
From procrastination to lies
Most of the times we lose our allies
If a competition is there for making the best excuse, how many will win the first prize
…….number would be in a long queue, with so many ties
“Superiority” is what we want to show
Without possessing, we show but do not want to work hard thinking it to be covered with snow
Work not completed, we reach with a bossy excuse
Accepting the boss to be foolish and of no use

Excuses prevent you from succeeding
As they follow a path which is misleading (you)
Not wanting to do the things you want to
In other words, giving a backseat to the talent you pursue
Is all what I call it as my definition
Wanting it’s quick and ever lasting omission
Not from the dictionary, but from a quotidian life
Wish is yours…either throw it or cut it down with a knife
A barrier between us and our dreams
Must not clinch it’s extremes
To remain young or old is not in your hands to be controlled
But ‘I am young’ or ‘I am old’ is in yours to be trolled
Nevertheless, it’s never to late
To bid it adieu and enjoy your fate! 🙂

Thank you for reading!

GUNEEV KAUR

O book! O book!!
How do you manage to always steal my heart?
Never say me no
Always there for me in all my goods n bads
So I always wait to have you in my hands

My best friend
Why don’t you ever fight with me?
I wonder at times it would have been what if you would fight with me
Talking with your penner
Gives me soothing effect at the centre

Sometimes you’re tall n thiny as a palm
At the others short n heavy as a bush
Yet I love you in every form n way
You protect me from the scoldings from mom dad
N seeing me with you they get glad

I never like to share you with anyone
Coz I know you’re just mine and mine
Those eyes of yours at the top, invisible to others
But visible to me make me the happiest
N so do that helps me to tease everyone 🤭

My staunchest old chap
I can never have enough of you
Always wanting to have more and most
My buddy in loneliness and happiness
Did ya ever get tired of me?
You not just entertain me, but also enlighten me

My power house of knowledge
You’re the only one whose power never goes
More thanks to Shakespeare and Tagore for jotting so great
For us to enjoy our fate

Dear Magic
Your magic really touches me
And I never want to let that magic go away from me
You stick to me so badly
That I never want to turn the last page so gladly!

Shall keep loving you for good ❤️