i cursed god for my fate,
i cursed myself for being always late.
i hated god for giving me tears,
i hated myself for living in fears.
its the ultimate day.
i haven't imagined that
our friendship will end this way.
you said 'its end'.
it took late a bit.
from whom it
doesnt matter much.
now i know,
as a child i used to think,
what would i be
when i grow up?
i asked daddy.
my sole inspiration for poems comes from nature and my innermost feelings... what i adore, what i hate, what i suffer all comes out automatically through my pen! !
I hope you will enjoy my poems.