No Issues

I see no issues,

I hear no chaos,

I have shouted to scare them off

I find a mere solution when I raise my vocal intensity .

My temptation is silence,

But it has never been on my favor.

My attraction is towards peace,

But it has never waved a white flag for me.

My composition includes soft words,

But they have never been compiled on a sentence.

Yet I have no issues

Because I know my possibilities

I can afford my responsibilities.

Marginalizing the possibility and responsibility is aint no easy

But I have a distinct vision and I have a strict belief that

I will rely and

I will rise, again!

Aftermath

Thin sheets of memoirs, Flying around. 
I recollect them , I compile them.
If I had to let it go, I can let it go.
But, I keep them just to know the reason how they scattered so badly!

Manipulative Differences

I wonder about you, me and you & me

Your, mine and our tales

Your, mine and our forgetful pathways

You might be somewhere in a subway trapped

As I choose the blue background to notion my liberty.

You might have tried to initiate communication

Unfortunately, I changed my accent and level of my earth..

You might have been happy with tiny little things…

But my happiness stuck at the top of a skyscraper

So, I smell no sign of betrayal,

It was just some, Manipulative Differences.

one more year passed across me....

An addition of 365 more days to my life, 
brings me the beautiful memories of those tons of achievements with the parallel number of failures
I had the best of all as well as the worst of all
I  learned a lot, i taught a lot
I have been super confident, i hav been a super coward.
I have acted smart, i hav flown with the weirdness
I have been generous, i hav turned into a bitch
I  have been proved to be a genius, i have been equally verified to be an idiot...
I have embraced the air out of happiness, i hav sobbed with my kness...
I have generated the appeal, i hav destroyed the attraction...
I have made the wish list, i hav transformed my wishes...
I have been full of genuine sentiments, i hav been cold as stone..
I have been an adored one, i hav been a loner..
I have been carefree, i have been chained...
I have been drizzled with aspirations, i have been flooded with disappointments...
I have been a complete me, i hav been a chameleon.....
With every possible embellishment, So far I had a Wonderful Year! :) :) :)

Transformation

 

I stand still, infront of my image
With that utter silence, 
With those unsatisfied glares, 
Unbounded brain and that immaculate selfishness!
Lost on Lust,
Hypnotized on Numbers, 
Squeezed by duties,
Divided by time.....
Indifferent of sucess and Ignorant of failure.
Yes! A transformation.
My human sentiments has been changed.
And i see nothing but,
A dolled up mannequin who can sniff the Air!

Ownership

This stage is Heavily momentary.....still the fierce motives are anchored deep down
so as the cynic soul of mine..
Both struggling to prove their respective Ownership....

THE PLACE OF MY BELONGINGS....

A small quarantine space…

It gets names in accordance to my wishes

It gets transformed following my imaginations

Sometimes I call it a cheap rampant ground,

Sometimes an unannounced ramp…

Sometimes a lane of struggle...

Sometimes a path of joy…

I can convert it into a staircase for my dreams too…

 This place pours me with the actual happiness and

Accessorize with so much enthusiasm as if i live for it….

Despite, it took so many things away from me

Left me, ignored for multiple times

Filled me with dissatisfaction,

Exaggerated my anger and elasticized my boredom

But still I feel the vibes here are so positive….

It energizes me to keep up my faith,

It provides me an extra adrenaline to maintain my attitude

It influences me to opt its desires….

It still makes me want to share a little warmth of my presence….

I can embrace it for all those optimistic sparks and hate it for all those pessimistic charms

After all it’s my place …

Place of my belongings...