You had always mocked me.
Your words even choked me.

I didn't know what to make of it.
You never showed mercy, for the sake of it.

All I wanted to see you happy, see you smile..
But you.. Yes. You brought me here where happiness
is far a mile..
Money was your only style...

I cried and cried for nights to think..
Do I really want a career of paper and ink?
I asked and asked for hours without a blink...

I realized, it is true. This is what i want.
These nights must stop their haunt.

I held the pen in my hand and tears in the eyes,
Now my fate will rise,
You all will get, for I have a prize..

As I write this, I smile at the paper,
My all sorrows evaporate like vapor..

I always think now, what would I become,
If all the pain didn't come?

What if you hadn't mocked me?
What if your words hadn't choked me?

~rpan™

Mud beneath our feet
Stars above our head
Wearing nothing but rain slicked skin
And frosted breath
You
Cannot keep your hands off me
I
Cannot take my eyes off you
We
Are two planets
In rotation
And neither of us
Can defy gravity

If you wish to be loved,
Then love a lot
If you wish to be strong,
Then never give up
If you wish to have friends,
Then be a friend
If you wish to be wise,
Then learn to be humble
If you wish to have a full life,
Then give it away
And in doing this,
You will have won it all.