It was the fall of 2015. Like the leaves, my days fell wasted. And a constant reminder of my future, which I guess; hopeless. There is a pull within my thoughts for words, and its the greatest love story in my life. Every time i wish i had someone to share with, the only companion is a white sheet and a pen to cum on it few beautiful verses of my mind. I guess a writer stole my heart. I don't remember the gender of the pen, i fell for the mind that created combinations of some twisted, creepy, beautiful, adorable phrases and stanzas. And an alien feeling captured my thoughts to recreate everything I feel and store unexpressed. Here I came up with some astonishingly heart-touching poems of my pen. Yes, I fell in love with myself. Amidst of the unsure fathom lieing unknown to my path, I dreamt of things that were captured and destroyed by other things I loved. And the rest is just life. Started being a Software slave. Entitled to various positions of slavery with a redeeming life of ...
There's beauty in everything. Only the right eye can catch up with the real beauty. Every poem that my pen spills out is an emotion. This blog is a collection of emotions that reside deep within me.