Confused!!!!!

I don’t know why

Today I am feeling so bore

May b I am wishing something

N struggling on something else.

I don’t know why

My emotions are so dumped today

May b I am being stormed by emotions

That no fix feelings are able to be expressed .

Drugs

Splashes you up
Into a flowery bed
Making you feel
Like living in air

You think you got hold on it
But progressively you lose the grip
Once acclaimed as a famous cool dude
You now become a terrifying phantom

Your parents get ashamed of you
Your lovers get petrified by you
Your buddy moves away from you
Above all, you start running away from yourself

So in an attempt to enjoy your living
And to overcome your sorrows
You make your each moment to grow in pain
Until you finally succumb to it as an end

CLOUDS

 CLOUDS

Clouds are the most fascinating things I found during my boring and hectic exam days. I found it so interesting and charming that I finally understood why so many poems, songs and paintings have been dedicated to them. I found them more beautiful than any paintings due to the unique and pleasing colors. The most fascinating thing I found about the clouds was the forms and shapes of the clouds which are exactly the way we are thinking about at the moment. For instance, when I was reading a poem titled “Sheep in Fog” by Sylvia Plath, one of our prescribed poems; I found the shape of a sheep in the cloud.
So every evening I love to spend my time watching out the colors and shapes of the clouds which sometimes depicted my mood while on the other, my mood depicted them.

Strangers!

Feelings are so perplexed,
Close friends or foe
Thought of him as my closest friend
And never thought of the twist as so

But today everything got messed
Just an intrusion of a recluse
Turned us neither good friends
Nor evil foes

But now here we two stand
In two disconnected places
With emotions still connected
But like two utter strangers

Made by me

the first dish i made for a festival.............it is always fun to make food and especially when you are going to get so much of good words for making such food which in reality is not that tasty

A little poetry and a photography-B'beck: Unsatisfied

A little poetry and a photography-B'beck: Unsatisfied

.................

I beg on my knees
To let me know what my feelings is!
I don't know what it says
Whenever I see his face.

I never believed in love
Nor I will ever believe
But still somewhere in my heart
There is strange feeling developing for him

he went!

He said he loves me
He said my smile lifts his soul
He said he wishes to see me happy
And so I said I would be happy
If he will leave me
And he went!!!