Why Do I Write?

Writing poems is what i do,
when my mind is under emotional flue.

Writing poems is what i do,
when i wanna express my desires unfulfilled and true.

Writing poems is what i want,
when mind wonders around states whom i controll cant .

Writing poems is what i want ,
when i have cirumstances to be described in flaunt.

Writing to me and others ,
have diffrent effects and answers.
Not all whom i love and hate,
have ability to underline my case.
I have no regrets for what i do,
in some case its an outlet for my emotional values
and in others just remembrances of some happenings i went thru..

Finale!

Saying bye is never an easy thing to say
but, it was inevitable that i would come to this day.

it's the hardest thing i have to do
and , it's killing me to let go of you.

From the beginning, i knew there was no chance
for this one-sided romance
my mind tells me my emotions aren't true
but, my heart cannot deny that i've had fallen for you.

Once again i've let myself down,
without exepecting this in town and
now all i do is weep and frown.

My dreams are of you holding me in your tight embrace
and the memories i'd ever wanted are now erased.
Heart do tell things you wanna follow ,
but minds takes me off from this sleepy hollow.

You've made me feel emotions i've never felt before
that's why it's so hard to close this loving door.

My story never was of cinderella,
niether was i the one charmed with magic,
Still harder it gets , to know how people are
and their acts , as they behave change ur world with ending as bad and tragic.

But, now it's time to say goodbye, my wonderful enemy or friend
before my passion turns me into a dark end
because, as always, great things... have a great end.

Cold moments

Nobody is there except me, for myself to listen and
care.The one i expected ,was never even there.

Complexity of relationships,have pulled the strings so
far.Now mending the wear would need another life and heart.

I will survive as far as i want ,and as desire gets wearker would turn myself into a cold stone.

Friendship and love i have shared all,now i have also
seen alone spring, autumn and fall.

Life is full of surprises, everyday new one comes in keeping my eyes open , i try
to catch them and save in.To let there be a stack for ,when iam gone to be traced not to have pity on it rather learn to be more brave.