Somehow
I'm never satisfied
I have this
but I'm always yearning for those

Somehow
this makes me sad
when will 'this' be enough
and I won't need those anymore

AI writing verses
sometimes bit of curses,
sometimes senseless mess,
Funny, it is so good occasionally
you would not even know
just in a glance.
Their poetry have the length,
Their words may have immense strength,
But the one thing they lack,
of utmost importance, is an intent.

Just for show
it was just it,
nothing more.
clear skies,
while clouded eyes
and more spoken lies.

Just for show
yet again,
blame on me
what am I to be?
I cannot be free,
I still care.

Just for show
lets pretend
cry inside,
smile outside,
picture perfect
with no defect.

Just a little more left to show
and then I will go
                         away.

It's in the night when you breathe in
And the calmness spreads within you
You look at the moon and then the skies
Feel the smile on your face
After the tears swept away
For it is the end of the day.

It's a cycle how it goes
I am aware but yet I am unprepared
It's a cycle, everything is temporary
And yet I lose the cool and get worked up
I fill the water much, it overflows the cup
So the expectations aren't met
the lifestyle is quite set

I live in past and future tense
I lose my being, the need for sense
I don't do anything in present
I am here, yet you can feel I am absent
But when I see the moon,
It reflect back right now
I feel it in my being,
In my bones seeping
I feel the calmness rise
At this moment now, I know I am wise
Forgotten away, all my vices.

It's lonely times when I drink tea alone
It is an uneventful evening
I am caught up in worry clouds
Floating over my cup

My inner voice, a chatty friend,
When sleep I seek, its whispers blend.
It lures me to its side,
And bids my slumber to confide.

It babbles on, without a pause,
Its endless chatter makes me doze.
I try to hush its gentle plea,
But sleep eludes me, it mocks me.

Oh, inner voice, I beg of thee,
Please grant me peace, and set me free.
Release your grip, and let me rest,
For sleep I long, my weary quest.

I knew there was bound to be a collision
And I knew I would have to be the witness
So rather than avoid it, I anticipated it
I waited and waited, planned and plotted
The exact place and the time for inevitable to set in
The moment it occurred, I was numb
Envisioning it daily, relief flooded in me
Now it presented me, an opportunity to not ponder outcomes
I could enjoy the life as it comes
The collision was not in my purview
I had no investment whatsoever
But still got sleepless night for it.

Buzzing sounds in the ear
Is it awakening tone
Bring your breath in control
And your body core
Lights up to the sound of the universe
It's illuminating you
Far from the darkness that surrounds you
Keep your eyes closed and within
And immerse in the feeling
For bliss and joy are hidden beneath.

The spirit's board, a chess of silent grace,
Where goals, like pawns, find their appointed space.
Invest like rooks, in wisdom's sacred lore,
Mindful as bishops, what paths to explore.

Like queen, a heart that counsels, serves, and mends,
A gentle nurture, where true kindness blends.
Control your knights, your senses wild and free,
No overreach, in silent dignity.

Each day a gambit, new and bright unfold,
Accept the check, where patience makes you bold.
Forgive the captures, learn from every snare,
Humility's white king, beyond compare.

Black and white it seems, the boxes we stand
It's good, bad, all moves can't be preplanned
So with time, make the best of it
A soul is its very own mate.

It's a hell,
Even when there are mountains,
scenic rivers, with sun shining,
Shimmering landscape,
and a burning village,
Because in the city nearby,
Monsters are breathing,
With their hands on guns,
They feel at ease in killing,
The land of their ancestors,
Ruled by these monsters,
It's a hell,
for innocent bystanders.

I want to be favoured
Favoured little bird
I want your attention
to be reserved
Solely on me.

we remember the moments of life,
the birth and the passage of time
it's like sunrise and the day
but can we forget the sunset
For it is the constant like everyday
Can we forget the death in anyway
For it is the truth for every life
can we neglect it, never consider it
Follow the goldrush, live with a lie
It's more common than we know
It's in our ancestory, every tribe and country
The rise and fall comes to all
But why does it feel not yet
till we are all but gone.

I made you my mother
and then,
you were lost.

Do our true selves come out
     when we are angry and screaming so loud,
we look no different than a monster
      to everyone walking by?
Are we really this ugly in reality?

unremarkable,
what a way to pass days
I have made no marks
to remember me by
And at nights, as I lie awake
I dream about how different
it could have been
if only if I was seen
with twinkles and gleam
but as the snow gathered
I slipped away
in the warmth I've known
in the bed I've grown,
I lie awake still
It is long night ahead
a merry christmas to you.

Can you dare to be anymore absurd
i wish to cry, but I had to laugh
what forced you to be so rough and tough
what made you be so huffed up?

I look at my smile, it is twisted
Frowned upon by onlookers, unfitted
Gruelsome fate, cruel some off late
Paraded, lamenting about the fate.

Every verbal attack
               need not be answered with sword
Sometimes silence
                and ignoring the vocal abuses is more effective
Gives them less satisfaction
                 makes them feel insignificant
                unimportant existence of your life
It is better to leave dogs barking
                 then to stoop as low as them

Is it true what they say,
I was born in this world
to do the work in
endless ways.

I want to excel
but my thoughts expel
We both repel
But we are stuck here in a jell-o.

Your truth is different from my own,
You see me differently than I'm known.
I plead on bended knee,
Please listen, please see.

My words have caused you pain,
I imagined our talk in vain.
I didn't give you space,
To decide your own pace.

Misunderstanding, a cruel twist,
A bridge we must now cross and mend.
I'll try to see you through your eyes,
I'm extremely apologetic, she denies.

Look beyond the shimmery sea
I feel the dark is my destiny
Touch me not, I become
A creature of the night, unnamed

I feel the pull of the moon
Tides and turns in tune
I dance beneath the stars
As I lose myself into the darkness

I am a creature of the night
I am the dark's delight
I am the one you fear
I am the one you cannot see

I am the dark, and I am here

There is a overwhelming need of sweetener into my life,
I keep drowning inside biterness of all the shoved feelings
I've pushed down.

Butchered, it was a life,
Cut up, it was breathing,
It was a living being,
Being in this world,
With you and me.

Destined to die,
aren't we all?

Would you **** me too,
Cook me up good?

We only wish for the times we do not have in hand
and forget we are living in the present ,
missing all the present moments
which later ,
we'll regret wasting in future .

What makes a happy memory
it would end like in a melody
the waves make in the way
someplace
Cherishing moments treasury
But eventually, things end.

Okay, so I thought I needed that new pair of shoes.
Like, they were totally on sale, and I'd been eyeing them for ages.
But now they're just sitting in my closet, collecting dust.
And my wallet is feeling pretty sad.

I'm starting to think maybe I should've saved that money.
Or maybe I should've treated myself to a spa day instead.
Or maybe I should just stop spending so much money on stuff.
I'm not sure. Life's a mystery.

Now I look at something else, something I don't want,
A typical mind battle, I'd be keeping through and forth.
If I don't stop my mind now, I won't be able to defend,
For in the end choices are mine, desires don't end.

A day for me
Do I take it right
So many days gone in the wind
I try to make a mark of my name
on the sand
before time washes it away
with its wave on the shore
tomorrow yet again,
I'll regret not doing something
the days are never in my hand
it conquers me in the end.

well I was ....
Wanting to wish ....
Now the ship has sailed ...
Nevermind,
the things I won't say
giving up on you
given up entirely
only if ....
seriously, ....
it's better if I don't ...
what do I even explain
So sorry if I bothered you
I am done being an emotional can
Crushed in your hand