Welcome to this world baby
Where you are already clicked with
Hundred pictures and posted everywhere
Before your parents carried you with
Teary eyes and proud smile

Welcome to this world
Where you will be sharing memorieswith
Your old friends
To show how strong your friendship is
But never really talk with each other

Welcome to this world baby
Where you will be posting lovely couple pictures
Beautiful status and wonderful feelings
And delete it all after
You break up few months later

Welcome to this world baby
Where you will send your parents
Lots of best wishes through your facebook posts
On some special days
Telling 'Dad you are my hero'
'Mom, you are my idol'
But never bring out time to
Meet them, talk to them and come back home

Welcome to this world baby
Where you will be judging people
But still will be leaving good comments
Even with disgrace and hatred inside your heart

The world of Social Media
Where heartbreaks and backbites
Disappointment and lies
Is all hidden behind
A sweet comment and a happy profile!

He's leaving tomorrow
Far from her lap
To a new country, a new place
A new society, a new world
Her heart is heavy, eyes are wet
Thinking about who will be there now
To wipe off his sweat
She's staying there alone
In a dark room
Cherishing his memories, carrying
A tee-shirt in her hand
With his smell on it
She wants to hold him and never let him go
But it makes her sad, remembering she can't do so
Slowly, the door opens and he's there
Comes near and wipes her tears
Saying
Don't worry maa, I'll be back soon
In your lap again, with you for life
And she hugs him,smiling at his fake promises
Cause she knows that
Returning back to her lap will be never
Her son will now be a guest to her
Forever!!!

Hey! Have I known you before?
Well, we did meet and spent some time together
But to be honest, I never really understood you
Or let me say, kind of misunderstood you
Maybe, you were introduced to me in different  ways
That in every way you messed me up for being nice
And always you were explained to me in mixture
That I never really got you see how pure you were
I thought you died and were gone
But you were always there within me since forever
Now, I see you every where
In every big or small things
I recognize every form of you
And in every form, you are beautiful today
The peace you bring is beautiful
The smile you light is beautiful
The selflessness you teach is beautiful
The growth you allow is beautiful
You are pure and you are beautiful
Yes, it's you 'Love'
Now, I recognize what you are
So let me ask you again!
Have I known you before?

it hurts
a little
whenever
they compare
me to my
sister

i know she's
artistic
and can float
her brush on
her canvas,
she fills it
with colors
and shapes
that i wish
maybe i could
do something
like that as well
she's got a way
with her words
that make me
feel poisoned
if only i was
as good as her
with her brush
and her practice
if only i
mastered that too
but i grew up
too soon

yet here i am
painting as well
but my canvas
is black and white
my canvas
is the same shapes
repeating on and on
my canvas is forbidden
and unheard of to
my parents
my canvas isn't dead
but its alive,
breathing and swelling
she walks out
of fire even if it hurts
she might burn down
as she goes but
she's the best power
that i know
and just because
no one knows about
my art
it doesn't make
it any less special
because my
art is for
myself

stop
kissing
me in
the corner
of our school
where
no one
can see
us

but maybe
start
being
a friend to
me so
that everyone
knows
that i'm
more than
your toy

stop calling
me when
you're drunk
with your friends
and call me names
"what a ****."

you'd laugh like
you told a joke
but really
you know
you're lying

don't push
me in
the hallways
and act
like it
means
nothing,
like i
mean
nothing

i know
you only
say those
words
and do
those things
to get me
out of your
head

but i hope
you realize
that you're
not the
only
one
who's
afraid

It’s just easy for them
Isn’t it?
This couple on the train.
They walked on laughing together
Holding hands
And I felt that familiar something-
Not jealousy
Not envy
But...
Chagrin.
Astonishment.
Incredulity.
Incomprehension.
Looking at them feels like looking at one of those
Impossible pictures
Where the stairs keep going forever in a loop.
It’s just
Easy for them.

It doesn’t hurt anymore, that thought,
But thinking it feels so odd in my mind
When I can’t imagine loving someone without
Shame,
Without pain.
They fit.
These people,
They fit without having to carve anything out.
They fit without punishing each other.
They fit like puzzle pieces cut from the same board-
No worries, they just go together, and that
Is that.
They fit like
“Of course.”
Like breathing.
Neatly.
Simply.
Carelessly.

I can’t imagine what it’s like
I can’t comprehend it-
To fit
Somewhere
Much less to fit somewhere
With someone.
I am always trying to corset myself into this world,
Lungs burning,
Trying to remain small enough to squeeze by
Catching myself by the wrist to keep from reaching
For anything.
And if there seems to be a spot where I might be able to exist as I am

It is always

Occupied.

Like a shiny pinprick
That thought hurts-
Not like the others it is newly cut
And still ******.
The idea that maybe there is a home for me
And that maybe I was too late for it.

They’re laughing.
He says something clever,
Passes a hand along the small of her back
And she leans into it,
Smiling because she loves that he wants to touch her innocently.
They seem to exist behind glass.
Not for the first time I wonder
If I could just slip into that life
Like a drop into an ocean
I want it badly
I want it stupidly
And I examine all the parts of myself,
All the edges and cracks,
All the things I’ve worked so hard to protect and repair.
It is not a welcome sight-
I am not a home
I am like an old ruin
Full of murmurings and cold spots
Full of dusty sunlight.
I sigh,
Knowing the secret I keep so poorly-
That if I really had a choice to be otherwise
I would have already made it.

I couldn’t reach them if I ran for a thousand years,
They are too far away.
They walk off the train, arms linked
Talking about nothing
And I watch them go
Like a hallucination,
Like a mirage in the desert.

Her perfume smells like forgetfulness
And it lingers.

I thought the stars had aligned
I thought he was meant to be mine
I opened myself to him
Heart in hand
Offered him the best version
Of who I am
He was my only lover
But to him
I was only another