If I have to force myself to study for its exam , is it what I really want...?

- by me

A tourist in a place I thought was home

- unknown

In the search for depth I went,

Ended up finding a shallow end.

-By me

A little tree in my window

I saw with tears in my eyes as the last flower fell . The small tree I was growing for a while bloomed with beautiful flowers one day , only to die one by one . I saw each of them losing their colour as they fell and crippled away and the same happened to the next . When it came down to the last flower I wish it would stay a little longer. Now here I am looking at these empty branches with sadness and realisation that sometimes we forget how short our life is and how easily it can end at anytime. Sitting at night with my lights off , staring at the fallen flower yet to loose it's colour. I can say I have seen its lifetime. I have seen its birth , it's radiant bloom to its full length, and it's death. But there will be more flowers in the future as the tree is not dead yet , I will see more beautiful blooms and tragic deaths.

- by me

At first I thought everybody was nice,

Then with time I saw shades of nice,

Some are darker some are light.

- by me

I feel like the wind today,

not very strong but you can feel its presence.

- by me

There is no happiness in the world if there is only happiness in the world

- by me

In the search for depth I went,

Ended up finding a shallow end.

-By me

Is it bad to expect someone to understand your sadness without saying,

Is it selfish to be mad at them if they didn't .

- By Me

Look around you everything is a poem ,

The cool breeze brushing ur face which draws a smile on ur face, the tides dancing happily to the winds

Poem is not just about rhymes or speciality to it,

It's like a sea - full of many things, sometimes still , sometimes stormy, sometimes clear , sometimes dark but u just can't help the feeling of drowning in it.

-By me