Its a new morning
rise of a new sun,
ignore last dark,
that was cruel so far
new day is for new life,
hope of a new smile.
It´s a new sun shine.

I'm hurt,
Its not you who hurt,
not your intention to hurt,
It's me,
my thought for you,
my suggestions for you,
is killing me like the hell.
My expectation on you,
on your feeling,
on your expectation on me.
Its the situation that hurt me,
the situation to expect more on you,
the situation to belief more on you.
It's me, who hurt me.

We see the stars, that twinkle
That´s our impotence that,
we can´t see the stars that doesn´t twinkle
but they exist.
They exist in that dark universe
lightening their surrounding.
There comes a certain time for star, to
twinkle for universe,
but not every star has that potential.

and yea I am a star,
and I am fan of myself.

I feel like ,I am lost somewhere
in the halfway of the jungle,
in the depth of the well,
where nobody can hear me,
noone can understand my pain
and only the thing i can do is
complete my busy schedules,
follow the journey of life
with a hope to see beam of light
to get everything I desire
and hope this busy life expire.

Every time, the state I feel like,
I've lost something,
really precious,
really valueable,
and that meant something
in my life,
which had some value,
I get lost in myself,
with the activation of my brain,
I ask with my soul,
Is this the end?
and the answer I get,
really cheers me up!!

Anger, one of the worst rival of human.
Anger, one of the best motivating force.
Both sides leads to destruction,
One single moment and end of the healthy reputation.
So, self control is the best companion.

Mix the colour,
cast it on paper,
just like the nature,
the whole colour, feel like alive,
just like they have also a life.
present the thought on paper.
avoiding the scraper,
heal the mistake, with the restorer.
Its a skill, technique or craft.
Its an art.
joy of colour, cheerful flower,
feel smart, its an art.

Feelings,
sometimes a power,
provide motives to fly higher.
Sometimes,
a broad weakness,
drive the life towards darker.

A thought just came,
what would happen if unnature remains same,
nature remains same,
and
suddenly human got vanish but
things made by human remains same?
same thing will happen,
that is happening,
next creature after human,
may use the entirity as natural,
may envisage the entirity as natural.

This is a curious feeling,
I want to know
either I am happy or sad.
a painful feeling,
I want to know
either I´m hurt because of ignorance Or
I am unhappy with my response.
a brave feeling, to heal my pain
either I face the challenge,
or I change the direction of my mind,
It´s just the feeling that
I want to shape me to previous one.

Time,
the most powerfull agent,
has the potential to mend,
has the potential to destroy.

it create the way to success,
create the energy,
to follow the path of success,
and
it is the one which leads to failure.
time, has the potential to mend,
has the potential to destroy.

It is the agent,
that create distance in bond,
that create misunderstanding,
that create agony and suffering
and
it is the one which heal that pain.
time, has the potential to mend,
has the potential to destroy.

What is challenge?
Taking a challenge in a uncomplicated form is a challenge,
as long as we are consious,
we focus on the difficult situation
instead of its solution
and
to develop the capacity,
to visualise the solution before the problem,
is our greatest challenge.

Sometimes I envisage,
what summons time would bring, to place me in the worst situation,
how much it can allow pain,
because
till today, I am smiling at every pain.
It can try to make me cry,
and I dare to smile again.

An unexpected emotion,
start with a moment,
misbalance the body´s condition,
and
leave with a impact
either good or bad.

I don't know what I want
I don't know what my spirit want
I don't know what the world want from me
I don't know what I want from this world
Just I know is, I want to make the world happy,
and let the world know the person behind their happiness.

Maybe I have to face this,
how long I try not to,
my life has to fetch it.
how long you try to end this,
becomes the reason for me to face it.
Feels like I´m being a crazy stuff
endure a rage of fire somewhere.
Is this really me??
Because I rememmer the time,
when the things were out of the words,
enjoying, snooping and relief from the world