Posted in Poetry

Not much positivity 

I’ve seen more nightmares

To be afraid of the dark

Where sweet dreams were rare

I’d hardly believe it, when I woke up

The hope lingers

And disappears by the next second

Without a trace

No proof, what so ever

Posted in Poetry

Obsessed 

To cater the daily post

An itch

A trigger

A piece of blank paper

To join in the conversation 

Most that had been talking about themselves

We write and read what others written

An over-enthusiastic community

Chipping in whatever vocabs we have

Language is limited and limitless at the same time 

Posted in Thoughts

Getting Over

This is not the worst thing that had happened to you in life so far. A mistake. A failure. Death and despair. Remember there will be more decades to go. Hopefully. So step back and see the whole picture.

What seems to be a mountain

Blocking all possible road

It is a mere view

Across this wide horizon