I write poetry On HelloPoetry it's free Masterpiece I don't write I belong to an ordinary tribe I write in my spare time It's a hobby of all time I express my feelings and views Phew phew phew... I lighten my heart I am not a professional writer or a poet Of the calibre it's required To earn handsomely Lead a decent life Blessed one can full time read and write Flourish or survive Rest find it difficult To meet both ends meet People least interested to read Audios, videos, Instagram, memes They're interested indeed Most write in their leisure time It's a hobby of a kind Expressing feelings and views Phew phew phew... To lighten their hearts With their talent Maybe they impact the society At large
Don’t you try to hide that smile from me I’d like to be among the lucky who provide you glee Let me in on all the places that you’d like to see, cause baby girl I’d take you anywhere you’d like to be Express yourself, tell me girl what’s on your mind I find it difficult to read you cause you’re one of a kind Even if it’s just a peek I’d like to see your design Everytime I search for love it’s always you that I find And that’s okay with me; especially; when you’re all that I want to see, honestly; everytime you smile it’s like my remedy Pouring all my heart to you in rhythm with this melody Wanna wake beside you living all my days in ecstasy
Why can't I express myself into words? This heaviness, stuck to my arms and mouth, It makes feel like a butterfly stuck in a web. I want to talk and write more and more, My word is getting duller and duller I want to confess to you I want to speak to my friends I want to be happy.
There is a door Out there It is back door of a house People come and go all night Nobody knows who are they.
People around me Chit chat all day, everyday They are my friends and family, I assure them, I praise them. They give me smile and they give me shrug Back of my mind, thought come and go Thoughts never match our conversation.
Mysterious back door open once in a while Only then we know who are they coming and going
Truth lives behind that locked back door. You live behind that door. Real you. Sometime you come out and express yourself.