You deny being a poet
Yet every word you say

Is poetic.

Skeletons walking and a scary scene
But I am used to it for I have seen
Myself with a mask of  pretension
It owns my soul and I am a slave now
But believe me if I do something wrong
I don't have any bad intention
Dislike me,hate me or just snub me
But you see the globe and it's  revolution
So when it all comes upon you
then just do the same without any hesitation

You would see me
smiling
In the reflection
Of your
*tears

Lost in his thoughts, a fearful boy he was,
Couldn't perform well because he said so depressed he was,
When they asked him about his fear,
He told them,he would soon be dead
as life doesn't seem to be fair,
No purpose of life there was for him,
He believed he wouldn't be good enough ,
and his insecurity was so firm,
Then one day he realized the purpose of his existence,
He met someone who cheated him ,
but gave him a reason to think in a new direction,
And then and there, he finally found a reason to live,
A reason to love life, a beautiful gift

Sit alone with your thoughts for just ten minutes. You might realize that there is nothing scarier then what crawls around your mind.

Beyond measure lies the dismay,
Those broken inside out can not be happy any way
But worries can not be shunned,
They follow you as long as you stay
Pick up the brush of gratification,
And grey your life with felicity day after day

Soft and tender existence with fragrance of love and warmth,
Affection and nourishment that gives one comfort as if heaven came down upon earth,
never will I forget her love,an angel who gave me birth
Obedience and silence with a smile of gold
The symbol of beauty and Trust
A drawing in her little hands she holds
A little more respect and a little more regard with a lot of love
I have to give them back
God this is a lovely life with eternal bliss
And for this and all of this, I say thanks.