a person who,
apply feelings instead of brain
though the ending result is same
always that unending pain
i love enjoying rain
the tears of heaven
that only shower
relief my pain
i smile at the sky
i converse with it
it replies
with those beautiful shapes of clouds
i criticise myself,
my life, my fate
knowing everything
still unknown
always thinking
an unsung song
which always wanna come out of me
but is hidden somewhere
like a lava of volcano
i wish i find it
to know who am i
i always wish to be a good person
so that even after worst
i still come up the best
but then some incidents
proves me rude from the rest...
i cant completely know who am i, still searching , finding ways to make myself respect me