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THIS VINITA PAL, A TEACHER BY PROFESSION AND A PASSIONATE POET FOR LIFE.

Welcome to my blog, a place where I can share my greatest inspiration and candidly display the different sides of my passion project. I invite you to explore my content and learn about what makes me tick. Please reach out and engage—I’m happy to hear from you, as well.

 

Once upon a time…..

Once upon a time, Sea used to sing. Rustling of the leaves used to cheer up the surroundings. Gushing of the breeze was a peck on the cheeks. Soil used to whisper tales of the ages. What a magic of human and nature co-existence! No more the sea sings as its throat is choked with plastics. No more the leaves swing to cheer up our surroundings as they are the victims of mindless slaughtering. No more can we feel the peck on our cheeks as the breeze has been replaced by  waves o

Ladakh – A Travel Diary…..

Ladakh, the land at high altitude has beauty to all its extent. From magnificent ancient emerald Indus river To its vibrant peace loving culture. People, places of worship, prayer flags and prayer wheels are epitome of serenity and bliss. Its huge mountains cradles its people. Nourish them by providing them food, clothing and protection. No doubt, Ladakh is truly a mixture of culture and science. Leading by example and showing the world, creation is far more beautiful when th

On Welcoming the Spring.

Spring brings us the delight of Cuckoo bird song. Fragrance of flowers armored us all. Bees can’t resist and rush to their call. Unveiling the nature of its slumber fall. Freshness lingers in the air. Butterflies too match their rhythm and dance. Beauty spreads its wings and like magic nature wears the hues of bright and artistic colors to welcome the spring. #poems #poemspoemsforlife #springpoems #springseason

#War is not for you and me

War is blind Doesn’t spare an adult, old and a child. Brutally devour the families, friends and the moments of happy times. War is hazardous Always seek for destruction Doesn’t value blood, bread and the safety of the nation. War is merciless. Snatches the upcoming generations’ dreams. Scatters mindlessly every resource and chances to flourish. War is inhumane. Robs the basic necessity of life. Force lives to struggle for food, clothing and shelter. War is a snatcher of life.

Magic is about to happen

Magic is about to happen. I have heard from bright twinkling stars. I have seen in the colorful lights and in every glistening eyes. I have sensed it in every winter scent and in every cold breeze, gushing as if singing a song of merriment. I have smelled it in every home’s dishes. Fun fact! it smelled the same happy taste even in the homes of less privilege. Just believe and breathe. Told you, magic is about to happen. #magic #poems #writer