You had a news to declare,
She had the same news,
Just with a different tone,
You had excitement, she had anger...

But she doesn't know,
Although, you know...

Forget about it
for some time,
You'll forget ...

She's your best friend,
She deserves,
She really deserves ....

In the cage of my body, a prisoner is my soul...
Wants everyone happy, that's the life's goal..

Her husband is the one who she is searching for,
Dressed in the garment of simplicity, him she adore

Sits with plans to write, to write about him,
Lost in memories, concentration consumed by eyes filled to brim.

Despite the pain of separation, She wears her smile, for people to laugh..
Mocking continuously, yet she keeps her head high as a giraffe..

An animal, she is.. epitome of uselessness...
She is perfect example of self carelessness..

I saw a beautiful soul today,
Masked had he been,
His face, nobody had seen...

He had a heart that did beat for all,
He had a mind, that did think about good for all,
He had a set of hands, that did work for humanity,
He had a wallet, that did open - only for charity,

He took no name, he took no fame,
He kept helping people,
And wanted everyone to do the same,

He worked for orphanages, old age homes,
He worked for hospitals,
And not for running his own family,

What a man, of hospitality!

What a beauty he bad been!
Masked had he been,
His face nobody had seen...

Love is blind, and it knows only to see what is kind.
Give me some time.
And to self, I shall convince,
toxicity was the love language of my prince...

In the forest of dead,
I keep walking,
I keep exploring..

I love to be here
I love this suffocating air..

Not a man alive visits this deadly place,
It's a tree grave, dead bodies are its grace..

They were killed to be turned into books,
A man killed a tree, for another man you see..
But I see them filled up with dust,
And the bookshelf's rust..

Termites have residential blocks,
No man I ever saw, if here walks..

No proper seating, no proper lightening,
But do the ones who create darkness, need any brightening?

Every book's cover has been torn,
Every book's corner has been worn (out),
But not by those who were supposed to read,
But the ones who in these do breed..

Its a grave, a unkempt one,
Spiders, bats, rats, Termites, ants, dogs, cats,
All live with peace and harmony,
Even the dead trees are doing good you see....

That's a view of a public library,
Our world after D-Day probably

As the truth unfolded,
Toppled the fake,
Nothing was ever fair.
Nothing is here.
None was ever there.


For i have lead a life of sin,
How can i expect a life with win?
But tricksters are leading happier lives..
Sinisters are doing great too...

My sin was of my own.
I let them mock me.
I let them into my life, my memories.

For they were none.
There were none.
The bond was but nothing.

I feel soo alone yet again..
But the revelation feels a beginning of new era.
An era of peace. A time of worthiness.

Where i shall forgive all..
For i have sinned.
And thus i choose

She wishes she could tell you that she's doing better.
She wanted to express her feelings, and you let her.

Now, acknowledged she does feel,
Her wounds continue to heal.

She knows why you pushed her away,
There's a reason why she couldn't say what she wanted to say,
That day, in the cafe.

She wants you to achieve your crazy idea and let you do whatever it is that you need to do,
She doesn't have what it takes to be angry at you. It is the truth, she'll always love you.

She is sorry that she was rude,
And ruined your mood over the food.
She didn't wish to hurt you with her words so crude,
But that's the way she does brood.
You didn't have to hear her nonsense, dude.

You, she'll never have the strength to claim,
Yet, she lights up each time she hears your name,
She loves you still, she loves you and will always feel the same,
It is not that she'd wait for you, more like she can't move on.
It her fault, you should not get the blame.

A girl of like eleven,
Seemed so fragile for the nature's cycle.
She wasn't yet as tall as she wanted to be,
Things like getting bigger ***** and better *****,
Took her to heaven.
And made her happy...

A girl of like eleven,
Seemed so young for the nature's cycle,
She wasn't yet told about any ****** cycle related thing,
Good touch and bad touch, for her had been everything..
And about anything more she knew nothing...


She kept weeping and repeating,
" I didn't get a wound, but its bleeding "
When truth infront of her did lay,
She wondered about the number of days it would stay!
And repeated the thing again,
" You serious, every month the same pain? "


Entire family cherished, and took care of the little princess with ' eggs'
And the girl still did lay confused, with if kids are born from the tummy,
What has it got to do with the hole in  legs?

Give me an opportunity,
To walk with responsibility
And you.

I'm unsure if I'd ever send it now, but I did love you when I did.
I might still do.

I wanted to be chosen by you.

You chose yourself over, and over.

You were right that I don't deserve love. You seem to have forgotten ever saying it. But in December of 2022 you did.

As I broke my heart, you laughed.

A dead body I met, she was someone who everyone did forget,
Whenever she complained, the only thing she did later was regret .
Her eyes had grown tired of being wet, thus decided not to weep,
A day for her was hard to realize, that sun did set, without eye's wept.
Horrified with being happy, that night she couldn't sleep,
Her past was dangerous, was mysterious , exactly like her, every layer deep.
She was helpless, she was hopeless, she was direction-less
She even was lifeless,i saw and turned depress and she in my mind did creep..
There were so many cuts on her body, yet it seemed section- less..
She knew what was right and what was wrong, yet she was action -less .
She had been stuck with some disgrace, was visible on her face,
Her simplicity in a complex world, seemed aimless,
It wasn't painless, but because she didn't want to part of a race,
She wore an anklet, made up of needles and lace,
With the caption "77", as her dead body's grace..
I wanted to console her, but before that she was gone,
**** these winters, I had turned this idiotic hot shower on ..