Aryan's Poems

Flourished fame have you amongst us. Amazing skills lie within you. Remain forever within us; Enormous knowledge is with you, What think you will happen to us? - When you: Embark on an expedition; and to, Live yourself another way well, Learn ahead with this fair farewell.

Indeed, culturally diverse and vast, Nurtured fully with an interesting past. Developing overall with accelerating speeds; Inspiring all, and everyone he leads. Astounding features the aspire ahead Nationally progressing in this vast mead.

A ll queries and questions that I had asked, N ot all were solved, rest were masked... S till unsolved, yet to be answered laid one, W hich was beyond reason, beyond all cause. E xplained it was by true wisdom for fun, R easonably answered that question, without any pause.

The past is deep with crimson fire's hue. Of ruby tinted rays of joy, is one more modest, one more quiet, odd and blue. Obtained it was from all the nasty tongues. Repeat, not ever, those cruel words of yours; Remove that long hatred from within, Observe tomorrow's glowing amber cheers, Which marks the unity for coming years.

Get ready to explore, Out with the open some more...

To enhance all our skills do we come and join hands. Ere exploring that talent, discover the caliber hidden inside. At those hurdles - those problems - our team, understands, Motivates to take long leaps across; and they stay here forever beside. When frontiers and challenges, that one encounters, Overshadow his caliber; others do rush in, to rescue and save. Really help and support just to give a counter. Knack for progress to knock on full freedom; expand beyond scope, thus fulfilling all our crave.

In an orderly fashion it all starts, With burning passion within everyone's hearts. The burning fire with its glow, Brightens the heavens up and low; All the stars hide behind its gaze, Whilst they all start this infinite maze. Their endless effort like crimson fire, Focused only towards that desire. Alas, the heart is trapped in a cage! Slowly cooling its blazing rage. Their wings are torn, roots have rotten, They are, in history, but forgotten. They are the faded heroes of the past, Once reputed but now outcast.