Seeing the picture of spoilt dales,
Earth wept!-
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The moon plays hide and seek.
But I never let my hope to leak.
I run from windows to windows.
Then from doors to doors.
And finally end up in my balcony seat.
Thank God! Moon ain’t a human being!
For it just plays hide and seek.
But never leaves!-
Darkness is not devil, but you or me.
It stood out and this world went after colours.
But then, there came a timen when
The world wished to see the stars!
-
Only time will tell
Whether or not
The tears you shed
For your broken dreams
Should have been
Cheers with friends
For your apt escape.-
No matter whether summer noons or winter nights,
when I am free and there is no one around me,
I go upstairs and start weaving a story.
I put headphones in my ears, play a song
and live that story in my head.
I sing, dance and talk all alone.
But, whenever I turn my head,
I see faces around.
Faces that I wish I could see in life.
These days, I yearn to be free.
Not to go for shopping, hooking or
partying to cheer.
But, to step into my world or
to go upstairs with glee.
/the girl in upstairs/-
To be a writer is to be a cloud.
Lightning and thunder are never enemies to it.
But it makes them allies to pour itself down.-
You can’t touch my heart with your hands.
Perhaps, that’s why words are made.-
I am still finding an excuse not to take medicines everyday.
And every night, I sit by the window waiting for my phone to ring.-