Want to master
the art of
turning
the serious senario
into fun
turning
the problem
into a joke
then
no problem....

When you are worrying about
something
That'll remind you
about some other thing happened
your past...
your madness...
your tears...
your sufferings...

Nothing hurts
When you started to smile for a pain....

Lifelong I had been waiting
for the MAGIC to happen in my life

I thought it fulfilled
by your presence in my life

Later I realised
it's not magic
it's a dark ditch

MAGIC is not with others
It's with in ourselves
We have to search for it...

Who will write poems?
The one who loves art and literature the most.....
They'll express the beauty and happiness

The one who hates life the most....
They'll express their pain and sufferings.....

There is nothing
called fake love
If it is fake
that's not LOVE...

**** yourself
If you are not able to **** the memories.....

True love is shown
Fake love is what I got

Selfless love is shown
Pain is what I got

Wish for others' happiness
Tears are what I got

True love is what  I expected
still I got hurtings
hurtings
and hurtings...

I was cheated
I was used
I was befooled
I was broken.

All left me
I left all
but not
my belief
charm and
attitude...
Mine is mine always....

Stay away from
one who cheats you
one who tells you lies
one who uses you
one who disrespects you
one who critizes you
one who talks low about you
one who backstabs you
Most importantly
one who shows fake love to you

மறக்கப்போவதில்லை
உன் தவறை...
மறந்துபோகவில்லை
உன் ஞாபகம்....
மரித்துப்போவதில்லை
உன் முகம்...
மறைக்கப்போவதில்லை
என் ஆசைகளை...
மரணிக்கும் தருவாயிலாவது
மனம் விட்டு பேச விரும்புகிறேன்
நான் உன்னிடமும்...
நீ என்னிடமும்....

I feel
lonely
It's very poetic for me
LONELY
I enjoy
being with myself....

Pain
The moment
When you realise
You had been slave
to someone  who just showed
fake love.

Identity
The moment
When you lose
your lovable ones and
just find yourself how strong
You are...

If someone told
"I'll not leave you at any cost"
Better to stay away from them
'cause they  are the one
who is going to leave you first
when you need them the most...

I
Killed
Myself


I
Killed
Myself
In
Such
A
Young
Age

I
Killed
M­yself
In
Such
A
Young
Age
By
Loving
Someone


I
Killed
Myself
In
­Such
A
Young
Age
By
Loving
Someone
More
Than
Myself.

Don't know what I want
'cause I don't want anything

Don't know what to do
'cause I am not doing anything

Don't know whether I am happy
'cause I am not happy

Don't know how to live
'cause I am just exist....

It's very easy to leave
but
It's very difficult to hold
It may be anything...
It's very easy to leave
but
It's very difficult to hold

What did I do?
Is beliving wrong ?
Is loving wrong?
still thinking this wrong???
still longing is wrong???
If all these are wrong
still I am living
Is it wrong?????

Not aggressive unless provoked
(I am always provoked)

Loves to be loved
(always getting fake love)

Easily hurt but takes
long time to recover
(and I am still recovering...)

இதுவரை யாரும் தந்திராத இன்பத்தையும் துன்பத்தையும்
நான் எண்ணி எண்ணி ஏங்கும் அளவிற்க்கு தந்தது நீயே...

After living
25 years
in the earth
I understood
People like only good looks
not good thoughts....

I don't like anyone
even my LIFE

No one is coming to me
even  my DEATH

What do I want?
A true love
A true friendship
A true person
who doesn't cheat me
who doesn't use me
who doesn't make me feel low
who doesn't leave me at cost...
I think I have got
atlast I am cheated...

Don't know Why am I living?
I hate to live.............

It's important to make friends
Not to chitchat
Not to gossip
Not to have fun
It's something more than that.

It's important to make friends
to spend quality time
to share our happiness
to tell our worries
It's something more than that.

Make friends
who can cry with
who can laugh with
who can share all with you
It's real friendship.

Why should we live?
If we didn't find any answer
atlast
the very question
lingering in our mind
will **** us...

Self-respect
is that
once you are unwanted
for them
and
you never want them
in your life....

Still
My mind talks to you
Still
My heart looks at you
Still
My imagination keeps you alive
But
My deep in my soul
I knew
You showed fake love
You cheated me
You made me cry
You are no more in my life...

There are so much to tell
so many problems
Inner struggles
Mental tortures
There are so many complaints about my life
but still I am counting my blessing

Soul is dying inside
Forgetting is the only medicine available
but not
available at hand...

I enjoyed my own company
for so many days
hereafter
whomsoever it may be
will not give a good comfort
and strength than myself

Hello
Hello
(She recognised the voice)

Hello
Hello...Who is that?
I am so and so
(She is on cloud nine)
Happy Birthday
(She scolded herself that she had to ring up and wish not when he was calling)

I wanted to tell you something
(She knew what he was going to tell)
Yes, tell me
(She was longing....to hear that)

Her heat beat had gone up
Thinking about the next moment
Both the sides dead silence

And She woke up ftom her dream
still her heart was beating
And still it is beating
And still she is longing.......

I lost my happiness and sleep
by loving my friends
more than my family

Now I am repenting for that
no one to rescue me
Memories are haunting....

I've felt
happiness as well as sadness

I've undergone
honour as well as shame

I've experienced
peace as well as confusion

I've lived with
truth as well as fake

Yet
I didn't expect
I would hate the people
whom I loved so much...

Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
................
Nobody can answer my questions.

When Will I forget?
How will I forget?
What will make me forget?

Pain is being fed
by memories

and that's killing me
day by day.

I am disspirited
I am depressed
I am dejected
I am disheartened
I am heart-broken
I am heavy-hearted
I am unhappy
yet
I am smiling
and living...

I gave true love
fake love is received...

Don't know why do I love?
Don't know why am I hurt?
Don't know why am I suffering?
Don't know why am I living?
Don't why do I postpone my death?

Cheat her
beat her
stab her
stomp her
slip her
flip her
hate her
Cheat her


What are you going to lose is HER...
HER PRECIOUS LOVE...

I AM WITH PAIN
WITH PAIN
PAIN ALONE

She got three gems
which were so precious to her
but they turned out to be stones
but still  she had them in her hands.
She left all those three
when they started to scratch and ***** her hands
Atlast she left them with pain
not in her hands
but in heart...

My eyes stopped to shed tears...
for how much will they shed?

My heart stopped to ache...
for how much will it ache?

My mind stopped to think...
for how much will it over-think?

My lips stopped to smile...
for how much will it act?

My love started to fade..
for how long will it be used?

My heart started to bleed...
for how much will it be stabbed?

The person whom you love the most
will hurt you the most
will give you pain the most
will **** you the most
will cheat you the most
will tell lies to you the most
will stab you at heart the most
and will haunt you the most...