Is there any place,
Where there isn't any hatred?

pain Is inevitable,
Sometimes if we want things to get better,
We need to embrace the pain.

I know I'm not in a situation,
Where I can hold onto you any longer,
But I'm not leaving you either,
You cannot full fill my needs,
And my happiness cannot get replenished
Without you.
I just request you to wait for a little longer,
Until I become stronger,
Though my needs lie somewhere else,
All my passion was only for you.
Someday when I completely devote myself to you,
Only then I'll be able to actually live.

I wonder all the time,
Is being good or too good,
Whatever it is,
Is it good or not so good,
Huh, what's with this goodness?

Once I asked a question,
Why do we write poems mostly when we are sad and not when happy?

I think I get it now,
Happiness is a sweetness,
Which can be shared.
But unhappiness is that bitterness,
Which we tend to keep within ourselves,
Everyone understands sweetness,
But bitterness has its own variation,
Which isn't known until YOU taste it.
So we rely on our ways to express it.

Do you get that feeling,

You are loved by everyone,
Yet you are no one's favourite,

The slots are always taken,
They were never empty,
And you are always left behind.

When my crumbling
Emotions are rapidly colliding,
But words won't come out.

My mind doesn't think straight,
And
nor does the stream
Or the wind blow,
I can't even go with the flow