“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” ― Sylvia Plath


August 2015


An Eye though black and white it is,
But it can show dynamic range of colours.
Child’s eyes shows innocence,
Teenager’s eyes shows confusion,
Adult’s eyes shows expectations for a bright future,
And Old eyes are blend of all ages disposition.
Some of ’em can catch a sight,
other one’s don’t even matters.
Some of ’em portray’s aurora’s shine,
other one’s shows the tenebrous side.
Some of ’em have seen the whole world in time,
others are still searching the path to time.
Some shed tears to get devoid of subjection,
others eyes burn with rage to do something
to do the same.
Some eyes glistens after the teardrops in silence
which can heart to heart connect their deep emotions.
Some can see beyond the world without sight in their eyes,
while some are still caught in the society’s conventions.
Some eyes can make you fall in love
some opprobrious eyes can make you hate everyone.
Being a teenager my eyes crave for an eden mind.
I can’t even spill out the frustration inside
to curb myself from committing a crime.
At this age we can just glare,
making a loud blare in the mind
and yearn for good times.
This is just a synopsis an eyes can depict.


I Experienced Failure.

Sleeping with closed eyes,
Wearing a nice smile on lips.
A glance at me will make all think
That I am happy,
But don’t judge its book by cover.
I see my mates flying far away,
Leaving me behind
And back then I said that I’ll also shine.
So is that chapter over?
I’m FAIL for the first time.
But that’s not my Fate.
I’ll nail my each & every bit of adept,
To show ’em my life haven’t yet END.
Pass or Fail doesn’t decide your destiny,
But choice of a correct path
with exaggerated zeal and zest surely does.
I assert my situation in precisely warm way,
Not to gain sympathy
But to gain a positive endeavour to thrive.


That’s All

I am not rich

I haven’t got heavy pocket
I don’t ride a Bike too
Cuz I haven’t yet got one.
Lets go for a coffee?
Yes I can offer you that,
But it won’t be at CCD.
Oh wow its your birthday,
Your present ?
Its here in this bag.
Nah No jewels lies in there.
Now its my birthday,
Ohh so expensive gift.
Thanks,that’s all I can say.
The special day will arrive
Perhaps you got me Levis,
I can only be saying its nice.
So what’s that I can give?
I can give you my words,
Words to stay by your side
At every moment of life.
Oh what about the coffee?
Yes I will make one as sweet as YOU.
What’s next?Gift yeah
I can give that too.
It might not cost a tons of pennies
But it will have my Feelings,
which matters the most.
The special day
How will I forget that
I will reckon you with my
eternal LOVE for YOU which will never go ephemeral.
I wont promise you to treat you as
Princess,cuz you will be
My QUEEN by then,
whose empire will be my heart.
That’s not all sweetheart
I’ll give you all happiness that you
got amidst your life.
That’s all I say to you
my LOVE.

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