oh, where is she?

is she lost, is she fine?

why do i think bout her?

even if she is not mine..

oh these mirrors lie
they give me false hope and I fly
people around me always judge
I don’t know why they have this grudge
among hair too short, nose too long
her compliment felt like a song
my stupid heart mistook it for love
now I carry my broken heart in a glove
before I was just an ugly person
now am still ugly but an unloved version
oh these mirrors never lied
am realising this after everything died
I should have accepted me first
even though I was the worst
mirrors never lied
And now I have died

Sleepless nights
Never ending thoughts
All of my life lost
Reminding time never stops

Heart full of love
Mind filled with pain
Too late now to express
All of it goes in vain

Unsent letters, Lay by my side
Once filled with love
Now fills me with pain
To get out of this, I can't find a way

Starts, I see in the sky
Shining even when it's dark
Telling me it's fine
To be better next time



I am shining too

I reply
 no one sees me shining

in these vast skies

The room is dark and cold
Slowly sleep unfolds
To wake up in the morning again
With nothing to gain

everyone has a heart
and someone special inside it
but I am not the one
inside her heart
instead of blood
regret flows through mine
but my heart still filled
with her
not like blood
but like a clot
which builds up
even though it hurts
I refuse to see the doctor
self medications
won’t work
as my heart still longs for her
and refuses to mend
for many years these clots have grew
now all over my heart
in every artery and vien
waiting for one day
to give me one big final
heartache

sunflowers bloom, sun shines
holding hands together, her head on my lap
as these moments pause, ignoring all her flaws
as she smiles with her eyes filled with 1000 daises
as her cheeks become red, she shines brighter than stars
nightingales jealous of her voice
vision blinded by love, memories filled with her
in this world filled with darkness she’s my only light

I see her in school some times
no lipstick, no fancy clothes
even in these boring uniforms
dim lit lights and stressed minds

her face shines
like the necklace she always wears
her presence
brings warmth like class’s fav teacher

when I hear her laughs
the school turns into an orchestra
I go to school everyday
not because I study well
just to see her
to get lost in her eyes one last time

outside the chauffeur waits for her
while I run behind the bus
heard that she has traveled the world
while I struggle to visit a nearby hill

she’ll never love me
I won’t stop loving her till I die

when I’ll have enough money
I’ll buy not some luxury gifts
but a bouquet of flowers and a book

As it’s because of her
I write
I feel love
I want to live