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DREAMS- HOW THEY FASCINATE ME I CANNOT TELL YOU. THEY SHOW US SOMETHING THAT WE YEARN FOR. THESE DREAMS PROVIDE AN ESCAPE FROM OUR SUFFERINGS AND EVEN IF IT IS FOR A MOMENT, THEY GIVE US IMMENSE RELIEF. HERE IS A POEM ABOUT THE SAME. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. 😊 Day by day, the dreams I have, take me away from reality. They show me the most beautiful things, and things that fuel my sanity. Is it wrong to yearn for an illusion, which contains nothing but impossible? Moment by moment, it grows on me, how truth is not so impeccable. To be lost in the vast expanse, of never ending fantasies. I would like to live in such a world, full of hope and ecstasy. So before I wake, I want to sleep, as much as a lifetime's worth. The moment I open my eyes, I see, a colorless world with things I dearth.  

VERY OFTEN WE FACE THINGS THAT MAKE US QUESTION OUR OWN ABILITIES. THIS POEM HERE IS ABOUT SUCH SELF-INTROSPECTION. HOPE YOU LIKE IT 😊 Everyday, every minute I dream of what seems unachievable, and with every passing breath I ask myself - am I able ? The path that I have taken is not even trudge-able, and I can't help myself thinking - I am dispensable. The world that I am trying to know is even real or just a fable? The thoughts that possess my mind, I know for sure - they are malleable. The stars in the sky that I pursue others think are unfathomable. But looking up and seeing them makes me feel - I am able.

WARNING: THIS POEM IS DEPRESSING. IF YOU ARE GOING THROUGH UNHEALTHY STATE OF MIND, PLEASE DON'T CONTINUE... HERE IT IS. A POEM ON A DEPRESSING MIND THAT IS UNABLE TO THINK STRAIGHT AND WANTS TO END ITS MISERY. I BELIEVE MANY READERS WILL BE ABLE TO RELATE TO IT. DROP YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT BELOW... I am broken from inside, choking on every breath I take. Maybe my death will bring to me the life I always wanted to make. Won't move ahead, I am done trying, and little by, little I am dying. Torn by the ravages of life, I am beyond saving now. I've wounded myself for a goal so fragile, I can't even smile as I don't know how. The illusions of world, I am done buying, and little by little, I am dying. Willingly descending and going to drown in the lake of despair made by me, for I am hanging amidst what could and what couldn't be. The secrets to joy, I am done prying, and little by little, I am dying. I was never happy with what I had an...

WHEN FRIENDSHIP TURNS SOUR, MORE THAN FEELINGS GET HURT. IT IS LIKE LOSING A PART OF YOURSELF THAT YOU BUILT OVER THE YEARS. MOVING ON FROM THE REMAINS OF SUCH A BOND IS MUCH MORE HARDER THAN ANYTHING.. HERE IS A POEM DEPICTING THE SAME.. HOPE YOU LIKE IT 🙂 No words but mere silence was the culprit of our broken bond. We had a certain warmth in us which now has turned to chilling cold. What were those efforts to you ? When I tried so hard to mend us. You turned them to excuses and gave my tiny talks a shush. Perhaps it is pleasing to you, when you leave people behind. In ethereal excruciating envy which makes them willfully blind. Tell me, oh tell me how does it feels? Pretending that you never cared. When you moved ahead without a word, forgetting a little something we shared. I will never know that feeling, for I am the one following you. Sniffing after the trace you left of the intoxicating scent of you.

EVER THOUGHT WHAT WOULD BE YOUR LAST WORDS? WHAT WILL YOUR MIND THINK AND MOUTH SPEAK WHEN YOUR TIME IN THIS REALM ENDS. WILL YOU BE THINKING ABOUT YOUR LIFE OR YOUR LOVE? HERE IS A POEM DEPICTING THE SAME... HOPE YOU LIKE IT...🙂 I was asked what would be my words, when the last ounce of blood will leave my heart? When I will not rise to sunshine, from this world when I depart. My last words will start with you, explaining the pleasures of life I had. Watching you and reminding myself, how lucky I am, it is you I have. When the book of my life will end and its pages will begin to fade. You will be its most beautiful chapters, one of a kind, best ever made. To have you in many more lives, standing always by my side. Dreaming things and making them true, talking and loving from day to night. They showed me enigmatic things, the eyes imprinted in my soul. It pains me the most of all, not being able to see them anymore. But all have to die one day...