I am nothing to begin with
I am the end of everything

I am the creator
I will be the destroyer

I am the escape
I am the Maze
I am the question
I am the answer

Try to control me
I am the controller
Try to destroy me
I am in the destroyer

Everything is born from me
Everything will fall into me
I am the one beyond time
I am the one that is trapped inside
Accept me for who I am
I am the CHAOS
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Her scent in the air
Let the wind blow
Her face in the river
Let the water flow
Her eye in the moon
Let the sun glow
Her memories in the warm
Let the cloud snow
Her in the heart
Let the girl know

So many tweets and empty streets
Instagram full of posts and hearts with no hopes
long list of Facebook friend and dying alone in the end

Colorful pics of  dark world
trending videos of falling angles
growing business of emotion

Education for growth but of economy
medicine for health but it needs wealth
politics for rise but in bank balance

Let me ask
is the world growing cold or is it the new world??
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Why is the Earth green?

Here are the thoughts that came in.

It's a paper world and the paper that matter is green.

Paper life, Paper People, Paper Dream,

Paper is the world we live in...

Grades on a paper judging the lives of all paper people.

Hold On.

Paper College, Paper teacher, Paper knowledge

and the paper we all ***** on.

Its a hell we are in.

Remember the paper is burning and

Its a paper world we live in.

We rise not to fall, we rise again and again not to gain
It is no supremacy what we pursue
But it’s the amity what we desire


We don’t know from where we come
But we know where we want to go
We don’t have a path but we know how to create one
We covered a long path and still long to go
We rise not to fall, we rise again and again due to pain
A pain deep inside the core
A pain which is shredding me apart
We endure the pain not for revenge
But for the love we want
We don’t know how to do
But still we try enough
Not due to regret but due to contentment
We rise no to fall, we rise again and again
And Believe is what we have…….

Because
She was a lightning

Bright and shining up in the clouds

Her hair were black like the rain clouds

bouncing as she moved around

clear were her eyes like the droplet falling from the sky

her anklets making the sound

as if rains drops are hitting the ground

Now I am writing with a mood as colorful as a rainbow

About a girl I once saw

That's why Monsoon is my favorite season.