I write this now but did you know whenever I
try to write,
you hold my hand,
and you make my fingers go numb,
you're such a control freak,
you hold me back!
I don't want you anymore.

Because you don't want the best of me,
you want me to waste my
life, my precious time,
you are not my friend,
and your friendship is not the end
of my evils, it makes me want them
even more,
So today, I declare you a stranger,
you are free to wander around, and maybe
come back sometimes,
but know this- I will not allow you to stay.

Go away now.

Dear poem, I miss you
every time I don't have you in my reach,
I can't live
without you.

You are the art I engross on the
blank page,
the painting of
my emotions.

You live in that place of my body where only my Mom ( and sister ) are ( for now ), I love you.

You are the magic and I'm the magician, dear poem,
I can't live
without you.

It's not that I'm afraid of telling people about how I feel about them!, I actually tell them but
telling you is
different,
dear poem,
I love you.

The Universe, is it big? Or is our imagination of it is?

Are we alone? Indebted to the loan of the

unknown

who created us and the other organisms

who we disown,



How far will we go?



Where will our tempt to know more lead us?



Will it take us to other places with other organisms whom we

shall fight because we are nothing but

selfish

we care about the selfies

and the money and the things which we

own,



How far will we go?



I am more fascinated by other organisms because

they are

different

then us, they don't

fight over a spilled bowl,

they don't have emotions like us all,

but still, they survive, at least they try to and we

do them the

opposite,

our own fall,



How far will we go?



I don't know when we will find

life outside of our planet but if we

do

Mark my words,

we shall not leave them alone

because it is our nature to

fight,

for our own survival, no for our

ego,

Now, we will **** them

all,



How far will we go?

~A poem.

I try, to treat you the same,
As I treat the other traits,
I try, to treat you the same,
Laziness and boredom are to be blamed.

Without you, I'll be put to shame,
My life will be spent in disdain,
I try, to treat you the same,
As I treat the other traits.

Why do they leave us?
When the sun is shining on,
When there's no moonlight to devour,
And the skies are blue and lorn (1).

They know loving, a different way,
A total one side ardour( 2 )
They keep shining, for our affection,
Even when the sun is strong.
.
Such is the love, of stars for us,
For the moon and rivers and ponds,
Propel your worries towards the sky,
Because all stars do have amours( 3 ). .

Hey there,
my name is p%#@c ,
oh, it’s you!
gibberish, your thoughts,
unsettled, your views.

Stay-in and fuse,
or leave you all loose,
Make you all freakish,
so people think you a fool?

Your creation I am,
You are my fuel,
my God,
my life,
my death,
You design my contour.

Yet, I am mortal,
I deserve a fine doom,
Sword through my soul,
And I shall rest,
in the ruins.