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Trust me...
It will become easy,
once you start accepting,
Instead of expecting.
You treat me bad in your ****** times
Every time I wonder what was my crime
With every approaching luxury
You felt my happiness is compulsory
The good time comes and goes
The bad time comes and goes
I adjust with all your temperamental
I always express you as gentle
Here is the end of the story
This repeating cycle is my glory.
A common story of a phase that most couples undergo once or more in a lifetime.
In the need of a loan,
Let’s meet some officers who must not a con.
Mr. Terrier, the senior one,
Always FRISKY and care for none.

The morning routine starts so early.
Trying to look DAPPER with hair curly.
The skin of brown and polished BOOT
I tried to look professional and cute.

The meeting started and Officer looks firm.
Presented us with all the loan term.
The terms we agreed and the agreement signed.
Now the chores are done and an assistant is assigned.

The assistant looks like as young LAD.
Hope he had all the experience and be true to our FACE.
The day went well and now time to sleep.
There must be some dream, waiting long deep.
A requirement of a loan leads to a simple regular encounter explained.
the walk through the dark forest,
with these trembling legs full of fear.
the fear of hissing coming from a height,
And the rumors of a living giant bear.
the crying trees suffering from blight.
hands start shaking, whenever I try to write.
the experience was honest and real,
that roar if lion I still can hear.
Hidden Intention so cruel,
using her smile as her tool.
she is the one, Queen of night school.
her wild persona can make anyone fool.

The day I met her was not lovely,
she looked witchy and sounded bubbly.
as she planned this day for a long,
all her blabber sounded like a song.

I was the target, wish I know.
she played so well then turned into a crow.
I stand there still, my mind was a blow.
the incident took place long ago.

it still feels fresh and beyond.
her long nails and hair blonde.
her dark lips approaching, I didn't respond.

she could have taken my life, but did not.
I wonder, At that moment what she thought.
what was that she saw in my eye.
that made her spare my life.
As a writer,I try to
Write write and only write.
Just to spill my thoughts on the board white.
I have no expectations for future be bright.
No tantrum no act of fight.
I just wanna potrait a world right.
Every writer is unique in his/ her own way. what is it you as a writer wanna do..???
I went to the zoo on a school trip.
there, the teacher shows us the king.
beholding king, a friend there just drip.
with a glimpse of him, king joyfully sing.
scared enough and for helps he shout.
excited king starts to move and come out.
emergency barriers intervene as a scout.
As the friend comes out, the sad king felt like a lout.
You are like the star in the sky.
Far away and tough to climb.
Urge to touch you still alive.
Nor you can neither I,
This distance can never minify.
This distance is beyond our control...
today is the day of my arrival.
born and crying, I was the survivor.
happy faces all around,
I was welcomed with a crown.
what was hidden in the future,
encounter with different creature.
all the benefits with lots of onus
hinder to conquer was my slowness.
I kept learning after every fall,
hinders become small and small.
achieving, conquering, the pride lady I become.
the day is the same but now bright I am.
With the racing heartbeat
And the closed eye..!!
I was ready to give up the whole world of mine,
To someone... waiting for me on the aisle
Little did I know him and a lot to explore,
On journey ahead lies..!!
Eyes meet & result in a glorious smile,
Yes...!! everyone around cheered and
The expectations got high..!!
A lot waiting in the future and a lot I am going to say goodbye,
Giving me up to him, he tries his tears to be hide
Well it is a beautiful day since I am my groom's bride..!!
Thoughts that come in mind while walking towards the aisle..
If I am not dead yet, doesn't mean I am alive.
If I don't cry in front of you, doesn't mean I always smile.
The beauty of dream is,
Its not real...
Good or bad probably doesn't stay on memory long .
It could be bitter or a sweet song.
100% your own and to only you it belong.
Far away from here,
There is somewhere.
I dnt need to cry,
and bow down to all your whys.
The questions and demand,
Here i  burden myself with all your commands.
But somewhere,
My view matters,
My choices are better,
I dnt need to follow command
And my desire expand.
I wish to meet you there too,
So that you see how happy i am without you.
Meet me there in a better place
Fathers are the universe's answer to All the demand from a small chocolate to a big car.
He is the answer to all you worries which he keep away far.
He Is a kind of happiness filled jar
Who sacrificed all his want,
So that all your wish can be grant.
A fathers day special....
the world is shattering,
with a raven hovering.
the wild creation with big strong wings,
coming closure, spreading darkness, hiding everything.
visibility has gone even with dilated pupil.
humans trying to remember ethics and scruples.
this will end soon, we chanting every prayer,
the old and infant both survive and again we get fresh air.
whenever I tried to forgive
and accept you for you.

Every time I found,
our differences grew.
Emptiness prevailing all over us
Like a giant raven.
With Black big wings, hovering over the nation.
Then I see up at the sky,
I wish clouds to give a loud cry.
With all those tears falling,
They Make raven vanish and take back darkness and all in.
When I was on the way to grow,
To understand anything I was slow
Like a river in own way I love to flow,
In my dream world with truth, my face glow
All happiness were kept and devil gloom is to blow,
Only I walk to the way that I draw
That was my dream world where my face glow
But now I am grown,
For my mistakes, people call me frown,
I met people many of them are con
They are happy as they are and say,
This way they are born,
In my dream life, I flow but now I can only drown,
I felt pity and for them, I mourn
But this is the way life goes on and on and on........
The one who smiles after crying.
Stand up and walk after falling.
Try after every failure.
Trusts, to be deceived.
Helps, to be forgotten.
Love, to be taken for granted.
I, a common person does fail, try, fail, try, and at last succeed.
He asked about me in the first meeting.
he was so curious to know the whole time, we were talking.
what should I tell, what should I hide?
my life is so confusing it never was a joyride.

being emotional, I end up hurting.
I am not the one who loves flirting.
believe in giving all or nothing
every time it's easy for me to trusting.

failed so many time yet not learning,
As soon as I become comfortable life starts turning.
got ditched so many times still friendly.
Always fall in Pitts more than deadly

Low in confidence, thinking negative.
serve myself for people to take benefit.
knowing yet not doing anything for the betterment
world is moving fast and talk about empowerment.

with all these flaws I still, love myself
those who cheat will pay themself.
I won't change, I never become you.
will always be loyal and to myself true.
I am that voice you can't suppress.
I am the body you can't consume.
No, the fault is not of my dress,
it's in your mind that you assume.
monster in the body of a man.
more than a target or a pleasure,
someone's daughter maybe I am.
this is the last sin you must measure
I will bring you out and expose
the way you touched and tear me 'part.
with you hanging, the report will close.
I will keep going with a new life to start.
To all those neighbors who talk about,
keep inside you, all your doubt
don't make me the subject and yourself judge.
I heard enough and it's too much.

Yes, I'm 30 and still single,
My heart get broken and now don't feel the tingle.
I am unemployed, working nowhere,
It's hard already and tough to bear.

I am trying yes I do,
I don't need judgments especially from you.
I am glad you got your daughter married.
I, imagine her life being unvaried.

Congratulations, on your son's promotion.
Surely god blessed your devotion.
he must have no time to follow his heart.
maybe he becoming more introvert.

whatever it is, they chose for themselves.
they made their peace in one way or else.
I didn't choose this for me, still m trying.
the day isn't far when you see me flying.
Don't talk about other's misery, it makes it more miserable.
I want to write but unaware of the ending.
should I wait or write something fancy,
should it be created or left pending,
closing eyes, and write what can I see.

confusion, impatient whatever I sound,
at least it gets the closure it yearns.
curiosity, creativity has no bound,
it could give a lot of twists and turns.

the dilemma prolonged and the answer hidden.
what should I do or left things intact?
what if psychic vision is not forbidden?
will that change the ending or have the same impact.
it's ok, to be left alone
but what if, we are still close.
no closure no condone.
what he wants, god knows.
still, in the same house, nothing thrown,
he caresses me it doesn't feel gross.
love is still there but trust is gone.
Does it Matter to any of us?
As none of us initiate to discuss.
he was there at my highs and at lows.
what made him change and his heart stone.
maybe things change long before, it was me who drone.
whatever it is, however, it flows, together we become strong.
I will try and change my tone,
try to make this house again love zone.
you pledged, you stay,
but you stopped it every day.
I hold and hold you dear every time,
forgive and let you climb.

I put my strength again in you,
but you did what you only knew.
I grasp the lesson, this time hard.
In a deck, I changed all the cards.

you will fall again, like your last resort.
but I won't let you climb again, no more sport.
I adore you and, yes I will.
all your memories might make me ****,

but you won't change and that's for sure.
I won't come back, no matter my feelings were pure.
you need to left, left alone.
this way only you come out of the adverse zone.

I will wait may one day you change.
if you do, for us again god will arrange.
I won't stop loving you, for sure.
for your compulsion, separation is the only cure.
I feel I do not exist
for the ones,
I expected to be their world of.
Again we had a fight
In his view like always,
he was right.
But what does actually matters,
to be right or to feel right?
With all this dilemma in my mind
I uttered...
No, I don't wanna be one with blight
Now this is the height
with these last words, I left that place
In search of a new light to be more bright.
when one person takes others for granted this is how things turn out to be at the end.
this raining noon makes me bloom.
that kick from Lil one in my womb.
I drenched in rain from head to toe,
enjoying the reason behind this glow.
with pain in back and peace in the soul,
wondering will he/she gets his Father's mole.
the drops of rain can't touch inside,
but I believe someone just took a sigh.
the day of arrival is approaching soon,
we welcome this stranger like a boon.
I have loved the moon
For its daisy look,
I wish I could keep it in my book.
So far yet felt close,
Like a sweet melody's doze.
Making the night shine, holding like a hook.
Unaware of how to Love you, there must be a rulebook.
While seeing you, in a beautiful dream I always flows.
You are the only one, I over and over chose.
When i feel lost
You are always there to find,
Irrespective of our status you are always kind.
No matter what you are suffering from,
All you focus is to make me smile.
Sick you are or not my happiness is always first on your mind.
You never asked  for anything Maa,
but  I want to give you a happy lifestyle.
A never-ending tale of mother's love
In the world full of fake
I have you in my fate
Who surrounds me in my bad
The one by my side I always had
You are my smile you are my pain
You caught me when my eyes rain
You are with me unconditionally
Either I shout or I cry
You loved me...
I don't know why
U make my life special
Nd u r my only treasure
Mothers always stand by, no matter what...
Waiting is a long process,
brings excitement when the bell press.
the messenger living off so far
just like that beautiful star.

Not the century of vehicles,
to travel far was just a miracle.
to express your heart you need a pen.
sweetheart, I will read it more than ten.

patience, waiting all were needed.
no matter how much heart bleeding.
Distance travel through the mails,
waiting to read his daily tales.

sometimes he writes how much he miss.
sometimes he tells I am his bliss,
also he tells how the city is,
the magical future of the abyss.

the letters sound invigorate,
smelling and reading makes me exuberant.
relations were pure and valued at.
as we know its necessary to form combat.
Be with someone who can walk miles to bring a smile on your face.
Not with the one for whom you can walk miles to bring a smile on there face.

And then either don't let him walk miles
or walk with him to bring smiles.
Just like the full moon
To me, you are a boon,
What have I done till now, if it wasn't for you
With the ending month of June,
You approaching as rain first due.
You are amazing, you are one of  those few,
Precious, rebellious, and always new.
I bloom every morning,
With messy hair and yawning,
With all my thought start aborning.
At this time the enthusiasm is always high,
So, for a beautiful day to all lazziness should say bye.
A short morning story.
I heard people say love makes you, no good.
but never believed maybe I should.
Loving you was like filling a *** with a hole at its bottom.
I became the leaf and you become autumn.
But now the pain evaporated and my eyes are open.
confusion and all illusions are broken.
now I know how to walk the right direction.
for all my mistakes I have a way to correction.
Soon this struggle will give me wings to fly.
with a smile, all my tears will dry and from now on I will never cry.
You are like the moon
Pure and opaque..
Can be described as nothing but a giant flake.
Desirable enough to cause many heartbreak.
You are a beautiful dream from which i never wanna wake...
No one rules the world forever
It is you today may be soon my time is coming over.
At those times Unlike you i will be sober
We will meet again when its my turn and your time is over.
I will be the lion when you will be rat.
Nervous, yes, I was,
the day he avows and the day that just past.
it's been ages when our eyes first met,
he didn't wait too long, I bet.
I didn't reply and wanted it to end fast.
has he chosen me, why I even been asked?
it was raining that day and this evening is also wet.
that day he asked to be a lover and this day he wants to beget.
I was exuberant then and today again it is a blast,
we are the couple who fights together and meant to last.
I have never written about you                                          
The bond we share,
The chance to be one, which I blew.
You mend us and tried to clear the air,
But I already accepted the fall which I knew.
I am responsible for every tear, I swear.
You were right and always true.
I regret but, to accept this in past, I scare.
never accepted my fault and never thought of writing about all your good deeds till now when you are gone...
May be I should have,
Never come to this town.
With all my accent and tradition,I made myself a clown.
When I first entered, I wish you would be around,
To teach,to preach, to save me, when I drown.
We are no match and I think I let you down.
A dilemma, of a girl who just came to a different place after marriage and facing differences in culture
One thing I dislike about the night is
It ends,
The comfort, the coziness all have to end.
It gives space for the day to rise.
Which makes me see all the emptiness and ask me to wise.
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna live in lies
Wish the night prevail forever in the skies
So the pain, the hurt, the failure never visible to my eyes.
Once upon a time,
there lived a girl who used to write rhymes.
In that village with no crime.
she holds the pen like a dime.

from her window, she watches trees
and talks to them like whispering.
she wants to hear, what they feel.
she wonders how they make their meal.

As time passes, she grew as a woman.
Now she realizes the worst creature is human.
they took all of what they can,
they don't care for tree's lifespan.

they cut them out of the root.
for all their command they find pursuit.
the tree stands ready to be shot,
still giving every bit of it, being mute.
One, two, three,
When will we be free?
Four, five, six,
The world needs a fix.
Seven,eight, nine,
I need a glass of wine.
And at last, comes ten
Army needs more men.
He: I wanna be the reason behind your smile.

After a few  years...

She: I am in pain and you are the reason behind.
We must not forget,
The path which here lead,
All the thorne on the bed,
And all the wishes which are dead.

We must not forget the suffering on the way,
Or to encourage you what people used to say
Also not to forget people on the way, who betray.

We must not forget all the learning and experience.
With all the success some of the failure.
That made a big change to our behavior.
I wasn't scared to fight, I was scared to lose.
I wasn't scared to shout, I was scared to be misunderstood.
I didn't move out to put an end,
I moved out to give you some space.
But you want what I didn't, so in your life now there is none of my trace.
There are some homes,
Which feels more at home than our home.
People, there are rude but true.
It feels safe to be there rather than roam.
They understand because they themselves have gone through.
But they actually value you for being you.
That's the real home where you find your true construe.
Light walks into my life,
Like a shining stone at some height.
It show the path and made it bright.
Whenever I find myself in dark, it came to show right sight.
My strength is in me, it taught and made me strong to fight.
light, the source of which is unknown but most of us has encountered it once or more which tell us what is righteous to be done, we doubt it first,but at the end it was right.
Wherever I go, I find
Something new about me, about you.
I am no mystery, you are no new.
Yet we always stand here to learn and grew...
Each passing day is incognito like I hide my selfhood in you.
You carry, I flow..
You demand, I show
You attempt, I undergo..
Together on this journey, we grow...
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