Dont come here again
When you come here ,Holding you became a beautiful dream

Don't come with these flowers again
You leave a smell here which holds me to wait for you

Don't touch the mud it's not dry yet
When you touch, you leave your prints here too I still have your prints on my soul

Don't touch the mud it's not dry yet
I feel your cold hands and holding them making them warm became a wish

Don't touch the mud its not dry yet
your hands are cold go home, sorry I can't make them warm this time I'm caged down here

Don't come here to shead your tears
It hurts me down here and my heart starts bleed again

Don't come here to talk to me again
I hear all your words you utter

My heart isn't iced yet
My feelings aren't numb yet

Don't come here again
I still feel you when you come here

I wish I could ask you to remove this blanket of  mud for once
I just want to hold you for last one time
I want to hug you for last one time

So that after my last wish my soul can leave this place

So that after my last wish I can stop feeling you when you come here

Please don't come here again ...

Yesterday when I was sleeping, it Start raining. I went to open my window where i saw a girl standing under the rain and playing. I went out to give her umbrella. I took step in rain her voice of laughing was so beautiful and it was reminding me of my laugh as her voice was resembling with mine. I was behind her, i asked her " what are you doing here? " she replied "you don't recognise me now ? " and she turned back i was shocked to see her. I took steps to backward because it was me ! My lost soul ! It was me when I was happy, when I use to laugh on my own silly jokes, when rain was symbol of joy for me, when depression and anxiety were not in my dictionary, when little happy moments make me smile, when watching stars gives me peace, when night doesn't haunts me, when darkness doesn't scare me, when winters were my favourite season and snow fall was my favourite game, when there was no heart breaks when there was no burden of expectations, when there was no fake me, it was me pure me and my soul. I just fell down on my knees in rain, crying and crawling to touch my soul but it despaired, it was me and I couldn't bring it back. I couldn't bring myself back !!

Their always was forever
Their nights were together
Their mornings were beautiful
Their love was unconditional
Their care was pure
They were together
They were forever
But things changed with a blink of eye
They were apart
They were no more together
Their always was shattered
There nights were painfull and mornings were with tears
Lots of memories and dreams broken
Each part of them screamed
Each part of of them cried
Each part of them ached
They were apart they were tired
With the sunset they were gone
The love story ended with the sad song and they never met again !

Most of the people,
See her as a happy person,
Because she laughs easily,
She smiles beautifully,
She jokes a lot,
She does crazy stuff,
But deep down,
She gets hurt easily,
Deep down shes hurt,
Her feelings are damaged,
She's fragile,
But she chooses not to show,
This part of her to the world.

She was running
Running away from the past

She was chased
Chased by yesterday

She was hiding herself
Hiding herself  from the world

She was haunted
Haunted by the memories

She was scared
Scared of the never healing wounds inside her

She was crying
Crying by the regret

She was gone
Gone by the sunrise

She told her to compromise in hard times,
She told her to zip her mouth and never argue
She told her to do what he ordered
She told her to stay quite when he misbehaved
She told her not to shed tears when he raises his hand on you
She told her never complaint about anything
She told her to stay strong no matter what happens
She told her to make home comfortable for him
She did everything !
Still he raised his hand,
still he misbehaved still he abused her
Who was responsible for her life ?
Who was responsible for the blue marks on her face ?
The monster ? Or her Mother ?