ย Turn the pages..

The books and stories she read from within
Have developed a mark on her skin..
The characters are the people she know in disguise
All of the plot roam around her eyes..

The kind of girl the epics were about
She could hear the voices that wanted to shout..
She read everything, typed, handwritten or on ink
I wonder, would she float with the feelings or would she sink

If you will look at her eyes,
They are deeper than the well
She lives on her own, or belonged to someone
Well, That you cant ever tell..๐Ÿ’ž

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Story of her life..

Her soul wandered alone
In search of someone,who could handle her with prons and cons..

Someone who was ready to make her feel worthwhile
Someone who was ready for her to walk a thousand mile..

And then like it happens in the fairytale
She found him as the clouds between hail..

He looked like a prince from a disputed province
And could feel her pain in her ever wince..

He was Perfect, what people call Mr. Right
Someone who ate after she grabbed her bite..
He looked at her, as she was the most desirable
He loved her for being herself, the reasons weren’t quite reasonable..

The fairytale soon ended and the reality struck..
When he understood the things she always sucked..
He was so close to her,she made him see her flaws..
And he understood the difference between cuckoos and crows…

He understood that she wasn’t that good at all
Yet, he caught her at her every fall..

Inside the superwoman he had met
He saw the kid who hadnt matured yet..

The gal who couldnt handle herself at her worst
The gal whose love wasnt enough to fill her thirst..

But little did the young man knew
That the gal loved him upside down
She was ready to shoff the head of someone
Who would make the guy’s forhead frown..

He was everything,she had ever owned..
He was her baby,her newborn..
He wasnot just her life, but the love of her existence..
But he left her for the defects of maintenance..

He couldnot understood, well no one ever will
For she was found along the coast,the mound of hill
Which is crippled by the notorious kids
The ones who arent intentional to tatter her to tits..

She was always insecure,posessive and obsessed
Because for the pains in her life, she needed his shoulder to rest.

He mistook her insecurities as mistrust
The way love is equally compared to lust..
The youngman should have known
He was the only posession, she owned..

But everything was a bit late,


Because now her mind was filled with the thoughts she ate..


She had affected his mind


Well suggest me an end to the story,To be kind..

๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸปThe Golden Period..๐Ÿ‘ป

Don’t you all miss the time??
When we were deprived of any sin or crime??

The days when we used to get up late
Never cared about the day or date
Our whole time business was to eat and sleep
And people suffered from our curiosities deep..

We were always busy playing with our friends
Never thought about the feelings to pretend
We used to run on grass with our feet bare
Still everyone nourished us with love and care..

The days that were so pure and divine..
When the tiniest gestures would make our eyes shine..
The time when we never envied or held grudges
When one simple smile was enough to built bridges..

Far from the business of loss and gain
Away from the feelings of grief and pain
I want to be the naughty girl again
Who thought with her heart instead of mind & brain..

๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸปA non prejudiced kidโฃ๏ธ

Once while sitting on her desk
She met an angel by her side
It was the Lord or a masked man
She found it hard to decide..

She had a plenty of questions for the angel to answer
Why she being a girl, felt like a disaster..??

She wanted to know why people separate their way
Why they dont expect their beloved to stay..??

Why most of the times feelings are crumpled by society’s wish??
Why even after marriage, its love that, we all still miss..??

Why the people are judged among various colours, castes and races..??
Cant we accept the souls, instead of judging a few faces..?

The angel asked to wait for the world pure as the heaven above..
Where racism cant destroy our hearts connected with love..

But its hard for the day to come.
So she has decided time answers all,
If it is meant to be,
then time will remove the wall..

Trying my hand in painting..!!

Hey guyzz!!..

How have all of you been?..I was getting bored a few weeks ago so tried drawing..

Its the first time I had drawn anything so thought of sharing with all my wp friends..

What do you feel about it?..Howz it?..Dont forget to comment (Can criticize as well ๐Ÿ’”)!!!


Outside & Inside..

Outside lives a girl
whose smile brightens the room..
Inside she is the girl
Who has a frown, is always gloom..

The gal on outside is there for everyone
At any hour, time or day
But on inside the same girl
is searching for a companion to play..

She lives with a personality
That everyone envies..
But there are days when
She cant even smile with ease..

On outside, she is the gal of
dreams and aspirations..
But on inside she is confused
With her grief and depressions..

She is lost like a star
in the endless night sky,
But her chirping is felt
As the cuckoos flying by…

Her eyes usually say , much more than it is said..

The girl with a constant feeling,she is better off dead..