What will be the point
Of putting in work to earn these coins
If I won’t see your face every day?
So we won’t fight, not tomorrow nor today.
Continue readingWhat will be the point
Of putting in work to earn these coins
If I won’t see your face every day?
So we won’t fight, not tomorrow nor today.
Continue readingThere are many things left for me to learn,
So many procedures to understand
That I am currently unable to discern,
Them be of receiving payments or doing a handstand.
Continue readingMy future children, you will be ahead of me
Most of the times or may even not be probably
Because you will become what you will be
With the information you will receive.
Continue readingTurn into a baby again.
Roll over your torso.
When did we grow up?
What was the need to do so?
I am in a fright towards who I was in the past. Everyone and everything could affect me. I used to cry silently. I was bullied and laughed at by all the people of my age in the primary and secondary classes without any fault of mine. This experience transformed me into a premature person. Hence, now I can also connect, reciprocate and communicate with the ones who understand the patterns of life.
Even on the days when you don’t hear the claps,
you need to stay positive and strong.
You are not allowed to remove your cape.
No matter what, the show must go on.
I never feel jealous. If I don’t possess something that they have, I will regret or wish for it but never be jealous that the person should not have had that possession. But that regret doesn’t make me wail but work hard and test my personality to reveal a lot of aspects it holds that are strangers to me.
A question of extremities—
To be or not to be?
To be shackled within the ways of the world
or rather release the mind, soul and body.
Start with a clean slate.
Shrug off any regret.
Let the past be where it should rest.
Write a new story—fresh and your best.
I’ll wait. For the moment when you’ll heal, I’ll wait. Till the minute you would regain your trust and faith on love and your innocent self, I’ll wait. For the day when that sad, dull corner of your heart would be filled again with vibrancy, I’ll wait.