I can't give you reasons
My heart broke into seasons
Winter was my discontent, Summer brought love
Monsoon showered tears, Autumn went in depression
I knew everything in tenth grade
But nothing in twelfth
Being a friend of two men
I was just third wheeling with them
One was delirious badly needed an asylum
Another was effortlessly humdrum
But they helped me in every possible way they could
I'll pray to God to book space for them in heaven
Dancing on farewell beside my first love
Wish I had confessed my feelings towards her
I was so in love, I never wanna say goodbye to her
What kind of wrecked was I with my head?
All this time I was living dead
And the penultimate day of school became such a traitor
That was the last time I've ever talked to her
Now I'm left here with my unbeknownst identity
And a pen in my hand, should I write off my destiny?

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I was a piece of wood
Until you melted me down
Could have made your dream home
But you ignited me into ashes in seconds
Maybe I had warmed you for moments
But polluted others for lifetime
One who was already separated
Now left black-hearted

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Teachers are those persons that make
us acquaintance with the meaning of
black words and black world

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I entwined with myself
With no procrastination

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of a gardener giving water to people's garden so that they can revived

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the cart of
eradicated positivity
that were
abandoned by me

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are hoard
with rasp of my forthcoming present

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like a quintessential flower
with lofty ambitions,
craving to be enigma
of my success

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like a solitude amiable flower
blooming in a field

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Empathy

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