Ego seperates us
Depression misguides us
Hatred grudge pride
Prevents us from
Forgiving and moving forward
But the child inside
Craves for togetherness
Desires for devotion
Longs for sympathy-
Username, wallpapers, followers,
followings, likes, comments, pokes
are the symptoms of a writer.
But, writing is its disease.-
that we're the
perfect combination of
talkative soul(me) and
the rhythemic soul(you).
I talk and express the words,
You listen and rhyme the words.
This was the reason,
I fell in love with you.-
Dont be upset if somebody has left you
Because its destiny who wants to
Show you that alone you are no less..-
A walk
In avenue
Two steps
With you.
Crossing the
Tall buildings
Suspended the
Other planings.
For first time,
Your eyes looked
The ground,
When I wore
Your gifted
Black gown.-
So we started this journey
together and then you left,
But I am not standing..
Hoping for you to return,
Rather i moved on..
Cause i know..
Whatever happens is for good,
May be we dont deserve each other,
Possibly, someone better is
waiting for me, to make
my journey complete..-