Category: Poems

Little Bubble | A short poem

“Most of us are arrogant little bubbles. Victory and pleasure make us forget what we are and we expand our

Like my posts And I like yours Complementing each other’s Thirst for virtual care. Shower me with the praises And

“The society values your success and the people love your joyful face but nobody wants to know your pain, struggles

I have seen people who make unrealistic plans and try to make it work but end up as a disaster.

Silence had always something to say, But I was always running far away. Silence had always something to convey, But

I wander inside a giant maze Unable to find an escape Endless walls make me daze And everywhere is the

I am a bag made of skin and bones Filled with pee, poo and hormones So is that guy with

A sleepless night is my poem about what I have been experiencing every night. This is for all those insomniac

Why grieve on my demise? As I exist afterwards in disguise. Why grieve when I perish? As I bestowed you