Forever flowers: A poem

Bad things done is never mend
Over time or centuries went
House of greed and anger send
Postcards made from tears and dread

Disappear upon bad little times
And come back when all is fine
I may only be a passer by
Who walk upon with a hidden sigh

Cannot lie or cannot disobey
Your rules made under a secret hide
I am down but I shall fly
Then you can watch with eyes all wide

I may not be the one to blame
When the rain comes, all is same
Whether me or the others in play
Break down all your dreadful game

Forever flowers will never lie
Can’t wither away with dreamy times
Upon the winds and by the hives
They shall stay and never they die

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Nothing: A poem

Nothing this frail lips can utter
Nothing is which I have to see
Nothing is in the forgotten clutters
It is nothingness that I breath

Nothing is that which flutters
Like feathers in the autumn breeze
Nothing is the broken shutters
That looms in the window unseen

Nothing this hands can now hold
Nothing is what the sky may feel
Nothingness covers me like gold
Nothing is my heart in a crystal seal

Nothing is a year that had left
And the future all unforseen
Nothingness now feels like theft
When universe burns in the deep

– Jan @jahnavigouri

Odd one : A poem

I watch from a distance
Their smiles, laughs and pain
It was a party for a reason
From ashes it was made
Deaf are some people
The others dance in rage
Joy played on a good stage
But from heart it never came

Voices played on my heart
I would never be the same
Eyes glanced at my way
Gesturing me to play

I smiled as if I enjoy
Singing in their stage
My heart ridden of any joys
The end was so away

A watch I held in my hand
Counting at the time
Minutes turned to hours
Like counting over one dime

The end did came at last
I felt so free and saved
From parties made from ashes
And fiends waiting for a play

– Jan @jahnavigouri

They think: A Poem

I don’t want to write
I don’t know what is right
I like watching night
Does that mean I am unknown to light

My thoughts seem to sink
My mind is a fragile string
I don’t know what to think
Do you think it is time to rethink

People say I am being mean
I don’t know what they mean
People say don’t you lean
Maybe when they fall I will see

Everything seem worthless now
Does that mean I cannot grow
I am waiting a rise you know
But they all think it is unknown

– Jan @jahnavigouri

High : A poem

Life can sometimes be hard
But you will have to stay calm
You will feel like losing the walk
I will always give you the stars

Letting things go is difficult
If you don’t you can’t rearrange yourself
Things may not give you a result
But you can’t take other’s insult

Pain may stab your heart at times
But nothing rhyme better than hymns
You may walk to see some crimes
But never look back another time

Sleep you may lose thinking about dreams
Your dreams will fulfill wait and see
Sky may seem vast to you and me
But wings do measure them we all see

Let them go they return to you
Clutch them hard they soon leave you
Crying faces may betray you
But give them time that may do

– Jan @jahnavigouri

To thrive

When people are mean to you, Do they really know they are being mean? Most times they don’t. They may think they are being funny or sometimes it will just be something accidentally hidden between their words that may have hurt you. If you think back there will obviously be times when you are hurting inside but you kept that fake most lovely smile so noone will know. There will be times when you have silently cried inside your room and when you came out you smile again as if nothing had happened. We do that everytime. We get hurt but eventually one day we heal.

Unkind people are everywhere. In every part of our lives we meet people who make us feel bad about ourselves.  We always wonder why they are being mean? but most times there is no particular reason. They are actually bullying you when they don’t even realise they are doing it themselves. If anybody make you feel worthless just don’t listen to their words because if you can’t love yourself, if you can’t accept yourself then nobody around you is going to do it for you.


Jan Velvet

Social Anxiety: A Poem

She don’t know, what they see
Is it a shy girl or is it just she
She walked slow keeping head low
Anxious in mind, afraid of being a kind

Her heart beat fast
She don’t want to look so small
Her tall figure loomed
The dark corridor walls

She was locked in a room
Afraid they will want to zoom
She kept her voice low
Keeping her head flow to bow

Strange she was
They told her to talk
Butterflies in mind
Anxious in kind

The boys gave a confused stare
The girl eyes fixed a glare
She walked out gaining names
Noone thought she did it to gain

– Jan @jahnavigouri

The Aesthete Blogger Award

Greetings all! I am Jan. I recently got  nominated for the aesthete blogger award by Sid. Thank you so much Sid! Sid is an awesome blogger. She has a wonderful blog called The musing of a curious mind. I also received a nomination from Stara. Thank you Stara! She has a nice blog called the pool of thoughts. Both of them are awesome bloggers! You really should check out their blogs!!
  • Use the official logo/graphic of the award and display it on your blog.
  • List the rules.
  • Show some love to the one who nominated you!
  • Mention the creator (Ashmita@ the Fictional Journal) and link it back to the original post.
  • Tell me a something about this world that you admire.
  • What is your favourite form of creativity?
  • Nominate 7 lovely people and notify them by commenting on their posts; spread some love!
  • Ask your nominees 4 questions.
  • Share something you created. (can be anything!)
  • And lastly, just so you know: I LOVE YOUR CREATIONS!

Tell me a something about this world that you admire.

I believe the beauty of the world lies in the diversity of its people. Diversity is something I respect and admire the most about this world.

What is your favourite form of creativity?

My favourite form of creativity is art and writing. They are two things I enjoy the most doing.

Share something you created

Sid’s questions

1) Do you like photography? Share 1 photo of the best picture you have taken.

Yes, I like photography.

2) What is one thing you love about your blog ?

The thing I love the most about my blog is its design and its comment session. I always love to read and re- read the lovely and encouraging comments that my readers leave for me.

3) Who is your favorite blogger on WordPress? mention 3 bloggers whose blogs you like a lot.

I love a lot of bloggers and it will be hard to select just three because all bloggers I know here have amazing blogs and it will not be fair if I select just three.

4) What is your favorite sport ?

I am really not a sports person but I do like playing squash and badminton.

Stara’s Questions

1) What is your favourite color?

I am a person who believe that all colours existing in this world are special and has it’s own beauty. Black and white are two colours I respect the most.

2) Do you have a pet? If yes what pet?

Yes, I do have two puppies.

3) Which 5 bloggers are your favourite?

My answer is the same as I said above.

4) What’s your favourite thing about blogging?

My favourite thing about blogging is that I get to share my thoughts with the world.








•And last but not the least I nominate YOU.

There is no problem if your blog is award free I can understand. Just take my appreciation on the fact that you all are amazing bloggers and I really enjoy reading your blog.

My Questions

1) Tell me who is your favorite fictional character and what you like about them if you have one.

2) What is your favorite hobby?

3) What motivates you to work hard?

4) What are three words that describe you the best?