When I Needed You the Most

You were nowhere,
When I needed you the most.
You just left me,
When I needed you the most.
You tore me apart,
When I needed you the most.
You just vanished,
When I needed you the most.
You didn't love me,
When I needed you the most.
You didn't even care,
When I needed you the most.
You didn't even think,
That I needed you the most.

Can You Accept Me the Way I Am?

I love you for the way you are,
Do you love me the way I am?
I am too naive for you.
Is your heart as big as mine,
To accept me the way I am?
Can you accept me with my sickness, my vulnerability and my naiveness.
I am different and weird.
I cannot promise to give everything you deserve in life.
But I can promise you that I will be there for you in thick and thin.
I can be your best friend, your love and life.
Can you accept me the way I am?
If you can,
Then, I would be the most lucky girl on Earth.
I love you for the way you are,
Do you love me the way I am?

Darkness

You came into my life,
Like a ray of light in darkness.
But seldom did I know,
You were here just to try me, not help me.
You tried me, but I failed,
And you just left me.
Pushing me further into the darkness,
The darkness of your heart.
Now it's just darkness and darkness all around.
I never ever expected that,
You came into my life,
To Push me further into the darkness.
How stupid I was,
To believe in your false promises.
I had always thought that,
You came into my life,
Like a ray of light in darkness.
Sigh! You proved me wrong.

You and Me

I am simple and gentle,
And you are sophisticated and antagonistic.
I am kind and compassionate,
And you are unkind and callous.
I am soft like the flowers,
And you are tough like the mountains.

You are just like the wide sky,
And I am like the trampled earth.
We both can never touch each other.
And I just realized that I should stay away from you,
As we both are not made for each other.

Memories

Memories often reiterate in me,
Like a spectre of old times.
The good old times,
Which each and everyone ruminates.
Memories sometimes reiterate,
Inflicting pain in the mind,
For the bygone good times.
People now are too busy,
Engrossed in their world,
But I have time in plenty with me.
Memories often reiterate in me,
Like a spectre of old times.
In the hustle and bustle of today's world,
The lost fauna and flora of happiness.
People find happiness peeping into their little cuboid.
Today, its the toy of a small kid.
The little cuboid is an addiction,
Making people often forget the memories.
And they become engaged in their world,
Not caring about what is going around,
Making them utmost selfish.
Memories often reiterate in me,
Like a spectre of old times.

Thank You to a Good Friend

Thank you to a good friend,
Who told me to scribble my thoughts.
Thank you to a good friend,
Who said I had a spark in me.
Thank you to a good friend,
Who arouse the muses in me.
Thank you to a good friend,
Who helped abolish my writer's block.
Thank you to a good friend,
Who is there is to support me.
Thank you to a good friend,
Who I hope will be always there for me.