In the cascade of light, she flows like a stream,
While I, with an old thirst, in her beauty gleam.
I've quenched my longing, with a gaze so deep,
Capturing her essence, in my heart, I keep.
With every passing moment, l linger in her sight,
Banishing thoughts of others, swiftly, out of sight.
For in her radiance, I find my endless quest,
To dwell in her presence, is where I find my rest.

If she is taken for granted
She deserves it...
If she works hard and outshine men
She's a ****!
If she is abused
Her clothes might me the reason...
If she is beaten up
Her behavior might me the reason..
If she's manipulated
She invited it to happen....
If she's sad...
Ofc she's craving attention
If she's is wounded...
She must have done something upto it..
If she's alive someone forgot to **** her i guess!
My girl no one will treat you right until you yourself treat so!
It takes a lot to be a women of success, moral and women of your words!

The way it hurts,
When i have to keep my mouth shut!
They are here, there and everywhere...
They come without knocking..
And leave me indecisive while they are still mocking!
A million of rumors and stories about me run in wild...
My god! Get me rid of this exile!
Everyday is a nightmare...
Even the delusion of their presence gets me scared!
Still i have to keep my mouth shut!
I don't even know what wrong i did to get this hurt!
Feeling struck in a place i never belonged,
Done with getting hell wronged!
It's not like i haven't tried...
I tried! Tried hard for so long
To get along!
To get myself sublime in this place we all belong!
I even tried hard to know the reason for me feeling out of space.....
And i was answered with a stab direct on my face...

And the thing is am not the only one,
There are people like me but they too are done with trusting another one!

In the end people choose trash over you , your efforts / changes that you made in yourself for them they just take that as your personal decision like it was never meant for them , you just exceed your expectations more and more about them.

They never understood you at the first place and when you ask them to do a thing for yourself , they chop your sayings / expectations into little pieces and burn them infront of you , alive .

What else you gotta do ?

Move on with your experience .

But hey , that doesn't changes who you are .

You are still being hopeful .

Finally falling out of love and making peace fall in my way...!

I miss you....
I miss being myself with you!

To the love i am in...
With the boy having amber skin!
With the eyes that dweel something deep within...
Failing the rarest fine gin!

To the boy i wanna wake up with..
This love story being my favorite myth!!

To the heart that's magnificently bright..
Whose mere presence give me eternal delight!
Who makes me daydream these nights!!

The boy who defines me enough..
Can i define this feeling anything apart from love??