Failure

Regrets, rejections and failures have
become a part of my life,
It clings to me just as a man
clings to his wife...
The fear of failure always gives me
mental depressions,
Although it always comes with repetitions..
I don't fear it,
Its just that I can no more bear it...
Everything I touch ends in fail,
And it hurts like I am pricked with a nail..
Why life? Why so many of lessons??
Somewhere you have extracted
the pleasure of my life's essence!!!

Lifeline

Have I told you yet,
That how much you mean to me?
Have I told you yet,
That you made me what I wanted to be?
Have I told you yet,
That you gave me the strength
on my weakest of my days?
Have I told you yet,
That you showed your affection
in so many ways?
So this one is for you,
Because of all you have done..
And do trust me,
That you're my only one!!!

Understand Me

Why do things always happen this way?
Why can't we choose people
in our life to stay??
There have been phases,
Which I am penning down
in my pages...
Parts of me wanted to scream,
But I waited for the extreme..
I remained quiet,
Coz I was in a dilemma
that who was right...
I always carved for your attention,
Things like this I never mentioned..
Words I wanted to say you
were only three,
Right or wrong although it be..
Understand Me,
Feel Me,
Before you leave me!!!!




     

First Drink

It was my first time

when I had my first drink,

Without investing a moment

to think..

Quite bitter in taste,

But its bliss can't be replaced..

All mixtures tasted divine

Whether it was 

Vodka, beer or wine...

The best thing about it was-

The more empty the bottle get,

The less would I regret!!!

I would write

I would rather write than speak,
Coz there are thoughts that 
makes the strong heart weak..
I would rather pen down my words,
Coz they seem to be powerful 
than swords...
My paper won't question me,
My ink won't judge me,
My lines won't argue with me,
And this art of writing
will never betray me!!!

Prostitution or Coercion??

She was known as the one
who quenches the thirst of men,
The one who laid in bed
till the clock struck ten...
Left with money after the
session would get over,
Prostitute was the only name
for her
which people could discover...
Everyone condemned her glory,
But no one craved to
explore her story!!!

Poverty doesn't lose honour

Itz so strange,

They talk about it-

Pizza, burger, sandwich,

And I don't know what delicious means...

Itz so strange,

They dress so differently,

Everything they wear iz so costly-

While I just sit aside and watch them consistently...

Itz so strange,

They can speak so well,

While I watch them all day and yell-

Coz I know they've a different level..

Yes I am poor,

And who trod upon these rocks or passed this door..

Being poor is knowing everything how much it costs,

And what I want to see iz the smile on my face which has somewhere lost!!!

Unforgettable love❤️

When a poet falls in love with you,
You'll never be forgotten my dear,
Your beauty shall be narrated by their metaphors,
With the mixture of different flavours..
Their emotions shall be conveyed through their rhymings,
With perfect timings..
Their compassion shall be reflected through each and every verse,
Where only those virtuous thoughts rehearse..
You'll always be a part of their words..
To the world of their fiction,
Which is beyond the world of imagination!!!