Why is the other side of the world,
Where I can never exist,
Looks so beautiful and prosperous.
Like a home that I could never visit.

New day, a new decade,
Lots to learn, while having lots of fun.

Maybe not all the time,
But most of the time I like the person I'm turning into.
That's what gives me a sense of righteousness and peace.

Are we seeking advise or,
getting influenced...
Are letting our own thoughts to be formed
or, are they buried under the views of someone superior.

wanting to offend,
but ends up nodding.

देश में राजनीति तो कब का मर चुका है,
मुझे तो लगने लगा है कि शायद वो कभी था ही नहीं,
हमारे तो नायक हैं, नायक,
और वो नायक बड़े सक्श्य़ं है कुत्ते पालने में,
बहुत ही वफादार कुत्ते,
हां यहां प्रजा सेवक कहा होता है,
यहां तो राजकीय "नायक" होता है,
यहां प्रजा कहा होते है,
यहां तो अपने-अपने नायकों के वफादार पालतू कुत्ते होते हैं।

It's not
Tick, tick tic..tic
It's
Delay, delay, delay,delay

In a few issues, in fact in a lot of issues
" Ignoring what others may think is good
But aren't people making a little too rude?"

Someone admirable told me that,
"Never be ashamed of who you are, then comes who you wanna be"

Every morning when I wake up,
I remind myself of some advice,
If something is desirable and appealing
To your eyes,
Then please think twice.

To all the pairs of unimpressed eyes
Please wait a little longer,
Please give me some more time

To your privilege,
And
My dismay,
I'm a pro player,
In the game of
Self-blame.

I'm gonna have some nerve,
To begin the verve...

I heard it's called
"Discombobulation".

The higher my emotion graph rises,
The deeper it falls, if not
I'll be having a possibility that it's going to fall,
Peace is in being a straight line, between nowhere...
Calmer and more satisfying
But it would be a phenomenal surprise,
If our emotions were nearly as controllable,
As a remote control toy.
Rather not so simple,
yet
I'll simply assume I'm a straight line.

If dreams carve my tale world,
Music adds essence to them...

I'm chasing a good career,
I'm striving for promising work,
I'm desiring for an ideal life,
I'm dying for a perfect body,
I'm struggling to achieve luxury,
I'm working on building my brand,
I'd want to be loved so much
I've many things in life that
I might die achieving,
I want each one of them, but
I wouldn't be shattered without them,
I'd still make a living, as
In MY LIFE,
My emotions, my People, their feelings
Are the only things that matter the most,
In the end
I just want to get better as a person, daughter, sibling, and citizen.

First
You are
Scared,
Then
You feel
Wronged,
And
Everything seems
Unfair,
Soon
You feel
Exhausted,
And next comes the best part,
You end up
Enjoying it.

Cherish when you can,
Or
You will be shattered
When it's gone....

Every time I take a step forward,
Every time I wanna hold someone's offering hand,
My dear mind, why do you keep telling me that they are gonna shove it off,
I'm not getting tricked, Am I?
And As if I need someone to hold me. huh?
Maybe, my soul answers, which I can't escape.
But Why?

Din raat mann mera bas yahi soche,
Bina paronke aasmaan ko kaise chuye.

Why do you worry so much?
You are so young,
Well, that's my biggest worry
being young.

Why does Day by day it's getting harder,
When it's Nothing new but a replay,
It's okay till others ignored it,
But what if you too are ignoring your feelings?

I have a heartbeat but my heart is so passionless,
My body doesn't feel right as my soul has abandoned it,
Sometimes I think Am I even living?
Now I'm wondering
What is it like to live?

हवा में चाहे कितना भी प्रदूषण हो,
अब सांस लेना थोड़े छोड़ेंगे।
लोग चाहे हमारी जिन्दगी हर्राम कर राका हो,
हम जीना थोड़े छोड़ेंगे

Once there were some  days,
When I used to commit a few mistakes,
Very fearlessly,
My teacher used to call me,
With a friendly smile,
Corrected where I was wrong,
And tend to learn a lot,

Soon the time changed,
So does the teacher,
I did write my test, again with few mistakes,
But when the teacher called this time,
The atmosphere wasn't so dear,
Stood fiercely with my paper,
My heart thumped hard, felt breathless,
He took a big wooden stick,
I held out my palm,
It landed on my palm, but hurt my pride,
It repeated and repeated,
I didn't dare to commit mistakes,
Lost the whole night, mostly in fright,
Thinking about the next day,
The road to school looked like the way to hell.

थोड़ी ही सही,
आज समझ आरहा है,
कितना मुश्किल है खुद को रोकना।
हमेशा कूद से कहती रहती हूं,
फ़ुरसत नहीं है इतना कि कंदौ पर जो भोज है,
उसका वजन ही भूल जाऊं,
बढ़ने की जो इरादै है, उनकी एहमियत ही भूल जाऊं,
फिर भी नजाने क्यौ ,
मांग लेती हूं इजाजत अपने आप से,
दौ पल के लिए ही सही,
खयालौ की दुनिया में को जाऊं।

This is the time for me to fly,
And as always it's the time which flies.

Is there any place,
Where there isn't any hatred?

Everything around me
Is just going in the lapse,
Quite opposite of what we've been taught.

pain Is inevitable,
Sometimes if we want things to get better,
We need to embrace the pain.

I know I'm not in a situation,
Where I can hold onto you any longer,
But I'm not leaving you either,
You cannot full fill my needs,
And my happiness cannot get replenished
Without you.
I just request you to wait for a little longer,
Until I become stronger,
Though my needs lie somewhere else,
All my passion was only for you.
Someday when I completely devote myself to you,
Only then I'll be able to actually live.

I wonder all the time,
Is being good or too good,
Whatever it is,
Is it good or not so good,
Huh, what's with this goodness?

Once I asked a question,
Why do we write poems mostly when we are sad and not when happy?

I think I get it now,
Happiness is a sweetness,
Which can be shared.
But unhappiness is that bitterness,
Which we tend to keep within ourselves,
Everyone understands sweetness,
But bitterness has its own variation,
Which isn't known until YOU taste it.
So we rely on our ways to express it.

Do you get that feeling,

You are loved by everyone,
Yet you are no one's favourite,

The slots are always taken,
They were never empty,
And you are always left behind.

Those shiny eyes, faintly smile,
Messing up hair and that soulful gaze,
Your every expression makes me amazed,
How foolish of me to try to seize this priceless  art,
With the countable pixels of this little lens,
Usually, I look at things,
But now I'm rejoicing you, Through my eyes,
Feel you through my heart,
The air around us has a fragrance of happiness.
This is your reality, not appreciation.

Mustered up all the courage,
I've unlocked the door,
I don't know what's behind that,
Even if I open it,
Would I be able to step outside the door?
Or the concern of this unknown new world and self-doubt,
End up killing my curiosity?
What's making me scared, will it turn out real or is it just an illusion?
I've opposed many to get here,
Will I be able to answer them?
Many questions are making my heart sore,
Would I  be able to step outside the door?

You know if I don't like to be with someone,
Then I just don't like to be,
But it doesn't mean they're unlikable,
It's just that a cup of masala chai,
And a dessert doesn't go well together,


The same goes for me, when someone
Don't like me,
It's not my fault either.

Extremism exists in the wrong place,
And fear rules over the courage of many,
Isn't the result pretty obvious,
Serenity turns into havoc.

It's the beauty of your mind,
That you still choose to move forward,
And didn't choose to give up,
Even if you could.

There was a pink bud,
Out in the garden,
Two days passed, and soon it bloomed,
Bright and beautiful,
Shined all the time for two days,
And the time had come,
And it loses its shine along with its life,
What it said was, "bloom when you have to, shine when you can. "

Everyone wants something,
I was one of them,
I was waiting for someone,
To take me home,
I was waiting for someone,
To hold my hand,
I wanted my shadow,
Surrounded by the others,
I wanted to know the ***** secrets,
I wanted a chance to feel their pain,
But certainly something things,
Aren't given to us,
In the end, my shadow ends up alone,
Scared, unnoticed, ignored.
And certainly, it's not the end though,
That shadow is becoming stronger,
As its wishes are dying.

To the only man,
I've ever loved so much,
My best friend,
The one who saves me from mom,
The one whom I save from mom,
My partner in crime,
The one whose anger is more of fun,
The one who always is on my side,
When I hold your hand,
I don't need to be cautious anymore,
Your hug is the most comforting place,
I'm thankful to God to have you both,
Lots of love from your little Princess,
To the only man, I've ever loved,
Happy Father's Day dad...

Few flashbacks are so dark,
At times,
No distractions can change my mood,
Then happened something,
I felt really good,
It was written something on my book,
There's still 'HOPE' take a look!

Shaayad hi mai apne aap ko har time kush
Na rakh paau
But
"Mere liye main kaafi hoon".

My sad times are always accompanied
by my poems...
Then why don't my good times

Not all the encounters end up to be glad,
Not all arrogant ones are bad,
Not all fangirls should be considered as mad,
Eventually, not all poets are always sad.

While I was counting on my reasons to live,
Dear readers,
Reading Your poems was one of the nicest reasons,
I'm still counting and thinking of mine,
I'm curious, will you too think and give some of the reasons which are fine.

Nobody cares,
Wait wow,
Nobody cares!!

Protagonist, antagonist,
Main lead, side character,
Everything is me.

The place where,
You don't willingly go,
End up reluctant to return from,
Is called shower🚿