[POEM] A Beautiful Lifetime

Once upon a time, as I begin this story,

I approached a girl i liked, with a query.

"What is it that you desire? my fairy

"Happiness" she replied, with a smile so cheery.

And thus began my quest to make her merry.

Happiness is like the ocean, full of fishes, big and small.

Each fish equally important, in this vast aquarium, shaped like a ball.

I contemplated fishing for happiness, but failed 

Mustered my courage to dive but later bailed

Every fish i encountered, had a hook

There is always a catch, you've just gotta look.

Then i found a sunken ship, full of treasure

Extravagant and bewildering, in every measure.

The ship was repaired and ready to travel the seven seas

Adventure awaits, and so do a lot of mysteries.

The fairy chose to travel the seas across the nations

She realised that it's the journey that's fun, not the destination.

While searching for happiness we found each other's company,

And the rest of the story, as you know, is a beautiful lifetime's epiphany.

A little part of me

As I look up upon the night sky,
Dark, starry and ever so high,
Standing beside you I let myself fly
past dreams, that would make me cry.

Time comes to a standstill sometimes,
While It gallops ahead the other times,
We hear the guard's voice as he chimes,
Preparing to punish us for our crimes.

We walk down the eerie road at night,
I never knew when I overcame my fright.
I felt that I evolved as a person altogether
as we walked in the ballet of shadows together.

We talked about the things great and small
Slowly I felt my brick walls began to fall
I couldn't ever accomplish this on my own
I always felt the strongest when I was alone

Did things I never dreamed I could accomplish,
Every moment felt like a never-ending wish
Times seldom change and so do people,
I wish it to remain same as long as stars twinkle

And hence the clock turns and here are we,
How I met someone that set me free
Somehow I overcame my greatest fears
And I dared to look beyond the tears.

There is so much I could tell about her
But that would need a book and lots of paper
For now, I conclude with what's left in me,
Thanks for understanding a little part of me.

[POEM] Start Today

When the past constantly fills you up with regret;
Or the future, about which, you want to forget.
A Promise that was impossible to be kept;
Or circumstances that made you feel inept.

A fall that was impossible for you to avoid;
A loss that left within you a deep void.
An opportunity that you could not seize;
The fleeting time that made you freeze.

Then stand up and puff your chest out;
Give your self esteem one loud shout.
Make up your mind to get out of this adversity;
Climb every single step with the same tenacity.

Start today, if you want to make a better tomorrow;
Start today, to rid yourself off your current sorrow.
Start today, to improve yourself in general;
Start today, for failures are ephemeral.

[POEM] A glimpse of yourself

On a journey while chasing you dreams,

Running unfazed past unfortunate screams.

Making haste while ignoring the waste,

Eating food without savoring the taste.

Saving every penny for a better tomorrow,

Spending every moment in sheer sorrow.

Worrying about the uncertainty of the future,

While trying to fix your past with a suture.

Weeping inside just to make people smile,

Wondering what makes the sadness pile.

Sometimes entering a room without light,

While leaving a room not so bright,

Getting entranced by a sudden fright,

Without noticing that you lack sight.

Reaching the goal sure is an important thing,

But it is all meaningless if you're not living.

[POEM] Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder how much do you know about me,
About my conflicted thoughts to be free.


Things that I dream of, colourful and bright,
Dreams that often keep me up at night.
Feelings that I fight, with all my might,
Fights that I win, while losing my sight.



My deepest fears that haunt my life,
My happiest memory of someone in the afterlife.
Secrets that have become habits over time,
Memories of an abandoned partner in crime.



Choices that make or break a person,
Sometimes either make the condition worsen.
About the wrong choice I was forced to make,
But was the right one, mine to take?



About my present influenced by the future,
Or my past which was an eternal torture.
Yesterday, which was to provide exposure,
Or today, which brought no closure.


Sometimes I wonder how much do you know about  me,
About my struggles to find the real me.