One night
around midnight,
I found myself
delusional
of this profound
illusion.

Looking through
the mirror.
I saw myself,
doing stuff she likes
providing things she wants
making her happy.
Twas’ beautiful
but…
it would have been magical
if
it was me.

Pretentious as I am,
I  found myself
delusional
of this
Perfect Illusion.

Waiting is awful. Now that I know, It is worst.

I'm Nobody!
Eager to think about,
find oneself. I doubt,
through poems I found,
In words I'm bound,
but...

I'm Nobody!
In depths I'm drowned,
oblivion surrounds!
"Life is but,"
No! It's not a dream,
you need to fit yourself in.

I'm Nobody!
Finds oneself dreary,
always weary,
but
to tell my name, I'm fond
to please the people I have
and
make them feel I'm dumb.

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
let me through
to take the path I chose!
to have the gold that once I knew.

I'm Nobody!
Yes! I'm Nobody!
swims
and
cannot reach the skies.

-E.R.A

My life's a piece of poetry;
the ones who read are the        
ones who see
I am no ode nor a satire,
might be an elegy or a pun,
But how shallow my thought is,
it's no fun...


My life's a piece of prose;
the ones who write are the ones who are free
In the depths of my own existence,
in the darkness I wander,
in the light I yonder;
I am restless...

My life's a piece of literature;
the ones who know are the ones who judge
The thought of fear
my mind's never been clear,
To fathom my suffering
you need to read me so dear....


My life is a piece of me;
I will let you in, but I won't let you know.


#HP

New faces, New people
New circle of friends
I was bewildered by this lady
Absolutely friendly

Started to talk, share and
Walk together.
Flowers, Roses, Chocolates and
even a dozen of doughnuts.
Not seeing this girl makes me nuts.

They say women are fragile
so is men's heart.
I may talk like I am addicted to love
but I am not.
Swallowed by my own desire.
Walls been torn apart,
then there I fall.

It started with a simple chat
but it ended up like I was caught in a trap.

I am who I am and I need to man up!
I started to takes things seriously
but...
This girl I met ain't too friendly.

She is just a mask
it took me months to see
like I was inside a flask
and are not meant to be.

She is just a mask
with words all over her face
User: Friendly.

-E.R.A

I see
Life is an open book
Pages shattered
As the sun smiles
Grinning upon me

As early as the morning dew
Like the first thing the rooster flew.

It is simple as ABCD
No! Just write freely
When the light becomes heavy
And my visions are blurry

I write with my own
With a heart of stone
Like eating a chewy bone
Gulp! Everything is gone.


See!
This is my poem
I write and read alone
Inside my prison room
In my mansion called home.