Abnormal

Its not what
It used to be like
I used to be scared
But, ready to give strike

One fine day
I risked being explicit
Feeling abnormal about it
Is pretty much a hard hit.

Dark

For every time you’ll cry
When you are happy all alone
Tears of happiness
Equal that of moan!

They won’t come.
They’d never care to ask
All by yourself you smile
Which lasts only for a while!

To be able to write black
Even during moment so white
Might as well pity oneself
For dark is only hidden by light!

Random smile

Can’t think of words
to write this rhyme
A feeling so speechless
Words can hardly describe
A happy, bright mess!

Reason for my smiles I have
Been thinking but I stopped
For ignorance sometimes
Is a wonderful bliss
Responsible for a random kiss!

Reasons

So many reasons the world gives you to hate it, so many reasons you give yourself to love it back..

Yet again

Yet again, I cry
For a reason old
The scars as if
Are made of gold.

Yet again, I refuse
To move on
The despair that lies
Is worthy of a new dawn.

Yet again, I end up
Blaming me, myself
For the adversities
Discovered on shelf.

Shimmering

Its not often
That one wants
To write something
Deep, but disturbing.
In the chilling cold
The sun rays
That hit you leaves
Your skin shimmering.

Speechless

Unknown
To what seems prone.
Silence
Surrounded like fence.
Shying
Sensing sly transferring.
Smiling
Mischief as if blessing.

Not anymore

Not anymore its fun
To see you unexpected
And pretend to be delighted.

Not anymore I’m thinking of you
There was a time you used to be once
A priority, now but a distance.

Not anymore I’m attempting
To move on from melancholy
It nothingness that seems holy.

Lazy

Feeling lazy to use big words
Feeling lazy to write this rhyme
So I tell my self please do write
You aren’t committing a crime.

Then I wonder what shall I write
Something that sounds right
It should suit the mood bright
To the lot others it should excite.

I then give up on laziness
And on the initial fuzziness
I catch up with some delight
Rhyme appears in front of my sight.

Ended Up

Ended up into nothingness
Ended up with your arrogance
Ended up with your regrets
Ended up with self offence.

Everyday a drop of tear
Everyday it is but self I fear
Everyday I hear words of guilt
I wonder if me, I could ever rebuilt.

Running away might be worth
Trying to move on is worst than curse
For a mistake of self that I’m unaware
Maybe I’m used to life being unfair.

Never wanted the innocence to lose hope
Never wanted the faith to rest in peace
Never wanted to see the worst of anybody
Never wanted to give up on everybody.

Too young I’m while I write this
Might have cried a tear less as a grown up
But can’t help to that what has happened
It just that a little smile now has an end.