Did I miss my childhood,
Or do i miss my joy?
I feel so like wood,
Stationary and no feel.
Did I forget where I stood,
Or do I keep running away?
I feel so bored,
Like no purpose and no goal.

When should you glare?
When all stare?
When should you dare?
When all snare?
When should you bear?
When all tear?
When should you care?
When all share?
When should you spare?
When all scare?
But remember my pear,
Don't be their hare!

I call it the Hesitant Season!
Leaves don't move until they have wind's word,
And that makes the air awkward around.
Stars don't shine till they clouds move,
And that makes them lose their glow.
Yet we all walk around and around,
Noticing less of the nature's frown.

I've been there,
Fading out and in,
Like a cloud of rin.
Speaking up the words,
No one hears- I burst.
Sometimes I fly in the air,
Levitate and boom, I'm not there!

I'm obsessed too,
I don't know what to do.
Can't get hold of the time that's running,
Tick-tock,Tick-tock it keeps going.
I feel suffocated, I lose my breath,
Lub-dub,lub-dub can hear in my ears.
All the energy in my legs drain,
Into that invisible river of procrastination,
And I find myself drowned in it.
How do I get out of it?
I raise my hand only to catch my lost self in the cosmos,
I stretch my arm into thin air, and I did get out,
Catching the soft hand of wrinkles,
It was my Dad!  
I woke up from my bed.

Come out,
Either thee sun or thee rain,
Hiding behind those clouds again.
Weather's humid all over and again.
Stop playing and show thyselves and explain!

Don't force yourself,
Life and rivers are better,
When they go with the flow.

Her eyes lie to me,
Shes perplexed in the mess,
That she didn't see.

New moon,
Dead burnt plaster,
Dried acrylic.

All these days I know I was a cloud,
Moving with the wind was all I knew.
Been going on with no fellow collisions,
Escaping all the mountains that I confront.
Smiling back while the sun smiles at me,
Despite carring the weight inside me.
I wonder, until when should I keep moving,
For me to become one with the river that's flowing.
I hesitate to move with the wind,
I stop and then the rain falls from me.
All the thoughts that weighed me down,
Flow down just to combine into a water body.
But I'm still left with a part of me,
That made me certain of my eternity.

The sky is so dark and sad,
I wonder why.
Is it because of Rapunzel,
Who's stuck to study?
In that lonely tower,
She's all alone,
With heaps of books,
And bundles of pens.
What will she learn,
When she's forced to read?
She dreams of running away,
Knowing the world,
Sleeping on that green grass,
Flowing like that free river.
She keeps dreaming,
Of the world behind the walls.
She keeps wanting to run,
Run to happiness,
Run to the days she feels loved,
Run to the life she wants to live.
But When will she?
When she's stuck just to study?

Nothing's going in my way,
It is like this everyday.
I feel like giving up all the time,
Have no other colors just lime.
All my dreams turn their backs on me,
I try to keep up I run behind for glee.
I look up for the shining stars,
But what I see are all blurred marks.
So I close my eyes to get lost in thoughts,
To end today and the night of fraughts.

Why all the spiel,
Just to make me mystified?
Your ideas were like hieroglyphs,
Characters that I can't understand.
I sailed away the whole ocean,
To wave you a hiii,
Just to find you sail in another yacht!

I was at a sea shore,
Looking at that blank wave.
It came up to the dry sand,
And just took it all away.
I hid my dreams there,
Thinking it's the safest place,
So I cried, I cried terribly,
But the next wave brought it back,
The sand and all of it.
I was happy that the sand's back,
But are were my dreams back too?

You are really blessed,
When you put your Spotify playlist on shuffle and it plays all your favourite songs!!!

Should I ask the night or the ocean?
For how long should my thoughts be concealed deep in dark sky and blue?
Should I ask the trees or the wind?
For how long should my feelings not be shown on their own and invisible?
Should I lastly ask you and Yes! You?
For why do you keep my dreams in secret and far from my reach?
I ask for answers and not to be left with all the questions I've collected.

It gazes at me-the blank canvas,
Her look pierces into me,within me.
And I look at her,unable to hold her stare,
I then search for her eyes to gaze into,
But I terribly fail,I kept trying and failing,
So I take those brushes and move my eyes with them,
The paint moves with the brush and so do my eyes,
And then I see those eyes looking at me,
And then I hold her stare at me,
And then I find the canvas that isn't blank like me.
She's smiling and I found a friend for me.

I'm bored,
Bored of waiting for that warm sunshine in monsoon.
I'm bored,
Bored of craving for rains in hot summer.
I'm bored,
Bored of waiting for maple leaves in the cold winter.
I'm bored,
Bored of  craving to wear sweaters in autumn.
I'm bored,
Bored of waiting for green beginnings in yellow summer evenings.
I'm bored,
Bored of craving for icecreams while in spring.

The clouds move faster than usual,
But do they go to where they want to?
Or just follow the wind where it leads to?
I wonder.
And I keep wondering about those clouds...

Why do I feel like I'm a cloud?
Just passing by and living the life as it is.

Am I going there where I want to?
Or am I just spending my days like life leads to?
I wonder.
And I keep wondering about the life that I want...

Aren't we all Hypocrites and Psychos pretending to be Normal?

She loves red,
She smells blood!
Knives are her favorite,
But not just in a plight.
She walks in black,
She cuts no slack.
She is for Vendetta not just V,
She's a real badass you see!
"Vigorous, tough"- her aura speaks,
She's that goddess everyone seeks.
She burns brighter than the sun,
If her eyes turn red-you gotta run.
Her smile makes all the flowers bloom,
Even when it's a dark night and gloom.
Taming snakes is her hobby,
You could find cobras in her lobby.
You should see her in a crown,
Doesn't need anyone, she's on her own.
You could find a lioness in a den,
But not her, she's one in ten.
Stalwart or Virago can call her any,
Nah! You can't win her, honey.
She's the queen in her kingdom that she built,
Try laying a finger, she knows how to tilt.

White nights,
O white nights!
Thou ought me rapture,
In midst of my mind's chaos.
O white nights!
Thy quaint dreams made me abhor
My absolute pleasure.
O white nights!
When will thee end thy zany and vile times?
For I am done embossing myself!
O white nights!
I need dark nights!!!

Have you been there,
When the mind doesn't agree with the heart,
And you feel like your life's jinxed?
Have you felt like,
Your mind is a complete mess but your thoughts make up a plain mosaic?
Have you ever felt so down,
That you get ****** into that black cosmos which you've painted with all the regrets that you have?

It's like knowing what brightness is,
When you've lived half of your life in darkness.
It is when you have finally accepted who you are,
It is when you keep valuing yourself,
It is when your soul starts grows with you.
And it is when énouement doesn't hit you anymore.

Self-love can change people too,
You will no longer be that kid who's traumatized by the past,
You will be loving each and every inch of your skin,
You will live your life like never before.
Start loving yourself in every way possible,
You will surely see an eternal rainbow in your life.

It pours and I paint...