(2015)
For you to be reading this At this exact time Is not an honor It was meant to be.
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them
I walk Through This pattern Because This is
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
I wonder how i will feel when am o… Wonder if the words will still be… In my mind with no regrets, Wonder if my heart-beats are still… Wonder if the world will be cruel…
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
Nature is A beautiful And most Hated luxury But you
All i see is vain The vain of a callous step father The vain of two truthful drunks The vain of a petty elder lady The vain of a mosque shoe thieves
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
forever or never will thy bar crow… Or thy bell rung with town crier a… Nay, even if the tune or the bell… Covered in a well attacks?, no hum… Or slip into the well will be dece…
It’s funny Dreams are funny They are just like mindset Altering your personal thoughts It’s funny how all you wanted
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
My luck changed when I found a qu… A parrot with a blue tail Golden feathers Pointy beak Very moist and incredibly tethered
I have learned from so many arts And little art had learned from me… I have gazed at so many light And few lights had gazed at me, I have seek and wander for too lon…