Dreamer

Dreamer Mar 2022

Being a poet

After studying years of literature,
Writing four lines.

This is what it means to be a poet

Dreamer Mar 2022

Will I ever reach the high sun known as success??

Yet again I have fallen
In the arms of failure

Dreamer Dec 2021

In love

The more I sink
The less I feel

#inlove

Dreamer Jun 2021

I will never confess my love

No, it's not because I am scared
No, rejection is not the answer
Nor, a spineless coward
It's just because You,
The pious Don't
Deserve Me,
The sinner.

#rejection #coward #love #sinner

Dreamer Mar 2021

What's love?

Is it following you with eyes?
Or
Is it smiling at your name?
Or
Remaining silent?
Or
Sacrifice?
Or
Lie?

I wonder

#lie #love

Dreamer Mar 2021

I wonder what's this feeling

Neither could I **** you
Nor I could love you

Happens

Dreamer Dec 2020

Sometimes

Poison is far more better than memories

But not deadly poison