Between the chronicles and the unborn ! 

See, us humans 

We are the biggest mystery of all

We’re full of riddles and full of rewards

Full of paths and full of falls

Full of questions and full of answers 

Full of chronicles and full of the unborn 

Always known but never really understood 

Always looked at but never truly seen

We’re filled with treasures that we not know 

Filled with emotions that we don’t show

Hiding in the shadows when we want us to be shown

Basking in the spotlight when we want to be left alone

Creating every minute yet doubting our creations

Building every minute yet breaking even nations 

Looking at the world, blaming them, for they do not know

Yet never looking inside, seeing the true colours of our own soul

What mysterious creatures we humans are

We have it all, yet we have nothing at all.

5th March 2016 

Avani Jhanwar 🙂 


5 Comments Add yours

  1. So true! This poem is bomb!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. avanijhanwar says:

      Thank you so much 😀

      Liked by 1 person

      1. You’re welcome 😀


  2. Incredible :O Actually no…i guess its beyond that ❤ Loved it, really!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. avanijhanwar says:

      🙈🙈🙈someone’s on a spree!!
      thankyou again though! 😀


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