Days are passing,
But I’m still in turmoil,
Want to show love ,
Love for little things.
Love for people.
But reality is not faded,
Images are not blurry ,it’s all clear.
Best lesson a teenage could get from other teenage,
You taught me if i do something of my choice ,eventually it’ll become wrong,
But if you would do the same later on
You’re right… still images aren’t blurry.
If you have one good quality and you’re successful in that. Then all your faults are covered by that.
But if your luck is hard,
You aren’t seeing any scope of light,
Your past wound are still fresh,
And you can’t cope with this hazardous,
Then you’re on achilles heel.
If you aren’t interested to see things
People gonna push you,force you by one call of their parents.
Because it’s their choice to see that so,you have to suffer without having any option. Just in respect,what our indian society has taught us.
Bizarre of things happens in life,
Bizarre is you ,people proves you.
Beautiful days are going like hell,
Let’s hope bad days may bring heaven.
Either i am disturb or unsatisfied
Coping with turmoil.
My veins can understand it
In my mind garden nothing has left
You gonna find ash,burried smell,crushed ground,
you won’t find anything good there .
Time changes everything,
Earlier it was greenery ,beautiful and serene in nature. Now all lost.
Its fertilizers are lost,
Its Surroundings is the only reason of this condition.
But at times it shows some signs to grow again ,when you find soothing and commendable things started happening with you.
Always Keep your hopes higher ,nothing could destroy or harm you ,only your are the creator of your life.Have faith! good is about to come.