and neither the moon nor sun
can comfort me;
one heard my stories about you,
and the other my prayers for you.
The rain could not escape my memory
that you liked the monsoon,
The winds only held gently the expectation
of ruffling your soft hair.
The stream mimicked your laughter
which was etched deeply in my heart.
The sand under my feet told me when it met you
and the salt in the ocean whispered to me that
you threw your wishes as promises,
but wouldn't tell me what those were;
something about secrecy.
The air during my late night walks
reminded me that you walked these paths,
The flowers gushed about your voice,
the trees your jokes;
and then everything
crumbled.
as my mind had to remind me that you died,
and your image I had to forget for my sake.
snatched away so quickly,
I hate that, I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.

Scent of ocean on his hair,
Im so far
yet it pierces my chest.
Smell of crushed leaves,
On his fingers which he'd snapped to get
my attention
Telling me that I'd been zoned out,

It was his smile, a little tired
Lack of sleep, or a tough day I couldn't decide
Are you ok was just the surface,
Yet I hesitate to scratch it, let it made a scar.
Dance of a few words, and a few hellos
and goodbyes
Hallway interactions with unsure glances
But the sparkle in his eyes compliments
the harmonies in my soul
And though I promised to,
I couldn't let go of the strings.

Isn't it funny ,
How when Im happy I feel like something bad is going to happen,
and yet
when Im sad I can't predict happiness,
only predict darkness ahead.
Like I can never see the light ahead of the tunnel,
But always can see the darkness at the end of light.
And Yet, I choose life

It is,
Afterall my fault,
For telling my trusted,
With what's in my heart
And expecting them to help me.

It is my fault,
That I don't have the courage
To continue what I started.
Let the thing I started
Range from homework to my life.

It is my fault
For being born, in such a good environment
Cuz even with things people would die for,
I can't live.

Everything is my fault.
This is the truth.
But to myself I lie,
And put the blame on others

Sometimes I wonder,
If I was born as a mistake
If I was named by mistake
If I was taken care by mistake
If I was recognised by mistake

Sometimes I wonder,
If i make so many mistakes.

Sometimes I don't.
I know I made the mistakes.

But I lie. And tell them
" By mistake"

So many mistakes, to fill up the big mistake.

The big mistake is me

Don't cry.
Aeroplanes don't fly when the rain falls

Pure white lily,
Which wasn't supposed to drown,
Sank into the sludge,
As her roots left her thinking she was fine