When are you going to start?

What’s the very first thing that comes to your mind, The moment  when someone closer to you leaves this earth? That day they spread their beautiful wings, and flew high. Then the  next day you feel  it was just a dream that deeply hurts What was  the word you wanted to say that was left … Continue reading When are you going to start?


Being a Kite

I was made from scratchWhich didn't care if everything was a mismatchMy body was made up of sticks that are tied togetherAnd my skin was beautified with random newspapers Somehow kids see my beauty when I'm up in the skyGazing different shaped clouds while my friends wave goodbyeBut still I couldn't fly high because of … Continue reading Being a Kite