There is a way, as they say, To find the solution and make; Between the clumsiness of reality, And the strictness of the fake. Night after night, I wake up, Wondering about the riddle of life; Placing my palm on my head, Slowly moving to the edge of knife. Things are not revealed, So do … Continue reading Our Weakness
At the intersection, I am standing, Not knowing which way to go; Feeling the suffocation within, Which way does the life show? There are a variety of colors, And even more paths to take; Mind, which path do you want, And which ones are but fake.
We live this wonderfully built life, That goes on every single day; As we ask for more and try, Our heart gives out a silent roar. The first thing to remember Joy, Or happiness as some might call; Be sure to never put this on risk, As it is the most important of all. Next … Continue reading Re-Thinking Life: Values
The things of the past, That haunt us in the dark; Will lead to the light, Because of our will to fight.
What is the most peaceful moment, The time when you don't think; Or rather you stay in this fantasy world, That is nothing but a passing dream. Sleep is a boon for some, And for some it makes you weak; For some it rests your body, While for others it adds to the grief. For … Continue reading Sleep: A bliss. A need.
So October has come, the start of fall, Or the second Autumn in other parts; When the trees shed their leaves, Yet display their beauty in a new way. The month that starts with midterms, Whether you are in school or college; As days pass by, the cold also begins, And the blanket possesses you … Continue reading The month of October.
It is a strange thing, earning I mean, You earn different things as you grow; As a baby it is different than as a man, I wonder, what does life want to show. When you are born, you are held, You are embraced and pampered; You earn the love of everyone, During your tears or … Continue reading Earn: Reality
When you are down, left me lift you up, Let me be the strangest thing you see; Wherever you are, remember my name, I love you with my heart, without any fee. I follow you around, when you step out, Seeing that dazzling hair out in the sun; Its one of the perks of waking … Continue reading The Stalker’s love
You are my morning, and my noon, You are the evening, even under the moon; The love of this life might never stop by, I assure that you are mine from July to June. Always staying here holding my hand, You come in different designs; When I look at you, you look at me, But … Continue reading The Mobile Poem: Reality