Deceiving me all around,

You left me alone in life’s merry-go-round,

Bothers me that what you don’t see,

I ask, why from under my feet you snatched my ground?

You made me lost,

In this world of images,

Where truth is nowhere to be seen,

I ask, so cruel to me why have you ever been?

You deserted me in this desert of mirages,

In my lonely life only a mirage you’ve been,

I ask you my friend, what went wrong in our friendship?

With a friend who’s always been so true to you why have you been so mean?

I know what,

You’ve entered the dangerous and invisible world of badness,

I feel sad,

To loose a precious relationship which could have been the best!

Nothing can I do other than to suggest you,

To look once in that mirror of realism,

To get a glimpse of whatever you’ve ever been,

And what in future you should be!!!

Lost in the dark woods

With the unknown ones,

Blinking of the amazed eyes is only what I see,

Howls of warnings is only what I hear.

Warnings for what I don’t know,

And alone I stand under the bright moonlight,

It’s beauty shone with the loss of sun,

But still I wonder in this pleasant air what warnings do they hide!

I know I haven’t done anything wrong,

So why do I have to fear,

Of their so called nonsense warnings,

And why should I shed my unwanted tears

I may be lost in the darkness,

But I will surely find a way out,

If not through the grand sun, then through this weak moonlight,

My worries revealed

Why should I let them have fun?

What i think is that poetry is the best way of expressing myself. The rhythm of few verses not only soothes my soul but also increases my thinking. Composing poems is my hobby and i love to do it as i feel as if i am spending quality time with myself and this thing makes me know myself much better. According to me hobbies make me very focussed towards whatever i do and builds up my personality. That’s why i keep on composing poems!