I write poems just for timepass.Although i'm not gud at it still here's one of my creation
Have u ever thought of the silliest thought
in ur wildest mood u might have got
tried to follow the trails of ants
n end up urself peepin into blank
figuring different shapes of cloud
realatin them to things u see around
sumtimes engrossed in counting stars
although u know they r above par
watching birds meetin
n thinking what they must be talking
locked in conundrum of whats their relation
how they would be expressing their elation
how a dog shows affection to the puppies
in winter teachin them to dig a hole to live in
chaffin and scoldin them in unusal language
how aberrant is the nature's barrage
watching mountains from the terrace
thinkin its so near,i can easily reach that place
framing the feeling of free fall u don even shudder
even if u fear climbing up a ladder
jumpin into another world in daydreams
u know its not real but u still beam
while washing hands in basin
inside it u see an insect creepin
u give it warnings to move away by pouring water around
if its the obstinate one u abjure n make it drown
while sleeping u sumtimes imagine into deep hole u have fallen
and u wake up suddenly with ur eyes wide open
then instantly returns to sleep as if nthin happened
how peculiar are the humans
their life filled with volumes of such subtle moments
how they recollect their minutiae of past and rejoice
although they know those cherished past wont come back
may be thats the spirit that drags us forward n fill into where we lack
