To someone very close,

I bought a red rose.

With my love dose

He stood there froze.

My emotions' stream

Then ended in a meme.

I am writing again.

Though I am sure it's not gonna work yet I am again weaving a fruitless dream. I know that it will also be thrown on the heap of unfulfilled desires and unfinished tasks. Still I am choosing to plan. Considering myself a bright optimistic, I am intentionally ignoring that I am just a fool. It's not gonna happen like all my other dreams but still I am planning and weaving a baseless dream.

Rushing to embrace,

Her smiling face,

Who is standing waiting

In our own little place.

I believe that everyone is special and everyone has some extra-ordinary trait. What makes me extraordinary? Frankly speaking I don't think that I have to think too much to answer this question as I already know the most beautiful trait of my personality and that is I never give up. I believe that life is full of trials and tribulations. For me every Failure is actually a red traffic light. Mostly people tend to stop and cry on their loss

at this red light. There are some people who just keep truck on this stupid red traffic light and mourn throughout their life. They keep standing there and never realise that they are just dealing with a broken red traffic light. But for me, this red light is actually an opportunity to think clearly and move ahead. Therefore instead of bawling my eyes on this stupid red light, I keep on going. That's what makes me special.

He lived with me.

I made him promise me to be with me. And he fulfilled it.

It's just that now I realised that

"Living with someone and loving someone are literally not the same things."

I guess love is like a luxury which is not in my destiny.

He met me on the way.

And Molded my heart like playing with clay.

I forgot the night or day.

But for him,

It was just a play.

I was left alone.

Like a ship on the bay.

Got lost like a needle in hay.