Under the sheets of gloom I live

under the hope of sunshine I stay in dark under the need of a right person I break my heart under so many things I live

a perfect day to take a holiday

but suddenly the wind slaps my cheeks with the essence of melancholy and then everything happened in the past comes to my mind like a movie

then this young man get back into his dark zone once again

maybe I see things differently

maybe the wind is not that gloomy

may be the sun is shining above my head but I am too blind to see

maybe I have met the right person to share my scarred and deep wounds

maybe it's all just a Nightmare

am I to afraid to be loved maybe I am just another poet who never saw the world with a different way

I love the way she sees world all colourful

I love the way she speaks my name with all sweetness

but I hate the fact that she is nowhere to be found

My heart for your heart your heart for my soul that's all i needed

But looks like a dream

I am living

Chaotic mind never lets me sleep

I have been lying to myself a lot

the misery never ends the light of guidance is nowhere to be found hoping that like the bright sun  after a night I will rise

the Cries coming from the dead flowers

Mastered the art of misery

the since like love done in the dark

Heart wrenching words read

what's the point of this

May be this chaotic mind never wants to settle

It wants to get disappeared like a star in the galaxy

Hard to find but needs love when found

This is what a person in Chaos needs

the tears mixed in the pillow

the screams that went unheard

the stories these walls heard

a statistic magical grimoire enhance those buries feelings

a book to increase that eternal suffering of a broken heart

laughing with pain

He lived

he cried

he loved

he died

happy endings always look better in movies

it does not have anything to do with the reality

you left

and I am shattered like the Mirrors

you still have your smile but I lost mine

I have drowned in your eyes 1000 times

so I am not scared of drowning anymore

I have cried All Night looking at this ceiling

I have not slept for like an eternity

I have lost myself in the process of letting you go I took the least used road and

it did not made the difference