Infinite possibilities to one possibility
What you know,can happen
What you don’t know will definitely happen.
What you think is impossible is quite possible
But the possible is also possible
It’s confusing just like these words
When you wish
that something happened the other way round.
Take the black side, and you get happiness.
Choose the white side, and you get sadness.
One foot on black and one foot on white, you get life.
The above click is mine.
Not a puppet of yours, anymore.
I have chosen this path, significant of
the catastrophes on forth.
Repercussions of you trailing me will lead to a defeat.
Let me wander alone, afresh.
Let me be the former me, heartless.
Because that tag befits me well.
So linger beside your own shadow,
till I exhibit a sign.
And if I don’t, edge forward, except towards me.
I’m going on, without you.
For now, even the devil can’t scare me to go back in hell.
Thunder in the sky,
Clouds forming shapes, I can’t quite infer.
Standing on the pathway, is a man
with ragged clothes and a big bushy beard,
giving a scary look about him.
Rumbles the sky,
and his gaze follow the clouds,
a drop of rain falls
exactly where his tear should fall
and he smiles through his mane.
P.S This click is mine and I would love if you guys check out more of my clicks. ⬇️
It’s almost midnight
and I am still waiting for your reply,
because I’d rather talk to you
than do anything else.
But as the day comes to an end
I realise I am just wasting my time,
because I haven’t heard from you for hours,
and the last time I saw you
there was a sparkle in your eyes,
whose reason is someone else.
And now I know,
that you must be talking to someone
who is surely not me.
I am pieces of my poetry
and the stories I read,
stitched together by
my favourite song’s lyrics.
I am glued together
by the midnight memories
and those sweet conversations.
Words define me,
words make me.
Nature shouts out my name,
to capture it’s scenic beauty.
Peace calls to me,
acting like a muse,
for my words.
Pen and paper are my refuge
and so are books.
I turned 19 today and my friends made it so damn special.
They know I’m a potterhead.
In short, they made my dream come true, and in a way better way.