I am frustrated,
Because every little thing,
Bothers me in some way,
I get frustrated,
When I cannot find a book,
By an author who is my favourite,
It troubles me,
When I cannot get words to rhyme,
And when things do not,
Work at the perfect time,
I worry a lot,
From making music,
To being communicative,
My hands pain,
From punching the walls,
My arms burns from,
Scratching with my claws,
The happiest day,
The day I am set free,
Is when frustration,
Will be the death of me.

I have travelled a lot,
Since I was a tiny tot,
And I love the airport,
The announcements,
The hustle bustle,
Suitcases being shuffled,
Some on business,
Some on adventure,
Some relaxing,
Everybody flying,
Some sad goodbyes,
And some joyous hi's,
A grand place of memories!
This is why I love ,
The airport

my life is like,
I'm hanging,
from the edge of,
a building,
a really high building,
I reach out with one hand,
hoping someone,
will grab it and pull me up,
but there is no one,
from the glass,
people are looking,
at me,
some ignoring,
some thinking,
I am smiling at them,
so they think I'm alright,
but at one point,
I let go of the building,
and I feel relaxed and scared,
the sound of wind rushing,
Past my ears,
and my clothes flapping,
my stomach is in knots,
and I hit the ground,
with a crack,
a brief pain,
and I'm numb,
my vision is white light,
and my life flashes,
it was a fright,
and slowly my vision goes dark,
and everything is black,
on that date,
I realised people don't care,
until it's too late,
I was done trying to survive,
I let go of a building,
called life!

what is life?,
is it grow up, get a job,
get a wife,
and survive until,
you die?,
who said it supposed to be that,
why do we follow this path?,
something I learnt,
in math,
that for every problem,
is more than one solution,
one answer for the question of life,
is evolution,
that is natural,
but who laid down the laws,
and made us cultural?,
who said we need to use money ?,
no money,
no stealing,
who said we need money,
this is something funny,
we take from nature,
we got that part right,
and build for our future,
but there could have been,
many ways to live life,
life without money,
life without a complex system,
made by people who,
think is right,
there are many answers to life,
and we are experiencing one,
isn't it high time,
to search for a new one?,
or is it too late,
to change change,
our own fate?

I sit here at my favorite place,
On the light brown sand,
And into the vast sea I gaze,
The cool breeze,
Blow between the waves,
In front of me pass by a horse,
A white horse,
A magnificent beast,
As bright as day,
A beautiful sight,
I must say,
As per Greek mythology,
Horses were a gift to human,
From the God of the sea,
Poseidon,
They emerged from the churning waves,
Mighty and brave,
Just like the waves,
I the sight before me,
And feeling inside me,
As the waves curled,
Was the best feeling,
The world!

Christmas,
I may not follow the religion,
But i love this festival,
It is celebrated in all region,
Beautiful decorations,
With the couple's if red and white,
And the festive celebrations,
The Christmas spirit,
Is one of a kind,
The time to exchange gift,
Little kids wait for Santa Clause,
But their plan has a flaw,
They fall asleep,
Next morning they run,
To the Christmas tree,
And sprawled below it,
Is gifts received from Santa... Free,
Families get together,
Happiness is in the air,
And its snows forever,
Setting up a Christmas tree,
Setting lights outside,
In the breeze,
The joy of Xmas,
Is beautiful,
And lovely