To all who made my sky beautiful❤

Smile to the sunshine
And wipe your tears
Dont be sad, conquer your fears

I am with you
Surely I will
You can do it, just be still

Walk in that path
You’d always ramble about
Erase your doubts

I know time will pass
And you’d still be hurt
Once in a while in tears you’ll blurt

But don’t you worry my dear
For I am with your battles and victories
Listening to all your stories

I’ll be someone you can count on
Because even if you see not my face
I am with the crowd, extending support,just in case

I did my best to make this poem rhyme
So that I could atleast make you happy one last time
Yet a favor you must do

When I’ll be deeply asleep
Bring me three daisies
Whisper three wishes




The blurry days aren’t over

The storms and sunshines are all a mix of hue I can’t decipher

What is it worth staying for?

Maybe were destined to be that certain SOMEONE in our lifetime

Or maybe the fate that we’d been given

Is for us to shape

And it is in accepting that glory days won’t be over or it will never come.


My Storms · Poems


It isn’t easy

I know

I see you in bed

I see the dry tears in your pillow

I know you tried

I understand that you can’t

But you see you need to open the window


Yes I know you are tired

No I am not trying to explain something

Or telling you to work hard

All I want is that you stand


My Storms

Reality Check

I am sorry for the honesty I couldn’t bear.


The sadness will last forever.

-Vincent van Gogh

Most of the times I would prefer to tell funny things or happy memories. Because I figured people love to hear about them and it is a way to tell myself hey ” stop being so stupid”.

You are so young to think of dying, who would befriend you if you cloud yourself with negativities? You are supposed to be cheerful. You’re too young, you have a lot of things to do. At that age you are depressed? Really?

As I listen to those questions it is deafening that my voice gets muffled in between.

Yes, maybe their right but no.

I have the right to feel every emotion that lingers in my body. I have the right to be not okay. I have the right to be messed up. Because that’s reality.

And when it is too late most of the times,

behind those ” I could have had…

Were the people who fail to listen and recognize what they knew from the start.


My Storms · Poems

What kind of Smile?

If a happiest smile hides a thousand feelings, what kind of smile tells you i’m not okay?

What kind of smile would tell you I just need a hug?

What kind of smile would tell you i’m hurting inside?

What kind of smile would tell you i’m barely holding on?

What kind of smile would tell you I need a friend by my side?

What kind of smile would tell you to stay and just be there for a while?

What kind of smile would tell you to please look at me.


When i’m wiping my tears as you continue to walk behind.





Don’t Lie To Me



You told me a different story

You made me feel lonely


You told me i wasn’t good enough

Am I not tough?

I ask


But there was no answer

Instead tears just rolled down my eyes

I look at you


You told me I was weak

And that I can never be fixed

I am as brittle as a stick


I stared at you for a little longer

Then I took a deep breath

Gathering the last ounce of hope thats left


You told me I will never suceed

And that I should give up

Because my goals are just a trap


At that time I kneeled

Hiding my face with both palms

Telling myself I had enough


You told me to stop trying

Because I will always fail

You shouted at my face

You expected me to lay still

But I got up


Then i saw you did the same

You are the reflection of me

But you told me lies


You listened to people around you

That you forgot what’s in the inside

You have forgotten about me


I’ve been screaming at you

With this little voice of mine

Telling you the truth


You’re perfect just the way that you are

You can do it

You are worthy

You are beautiful

You are loved

You are amazing

You are God’s child


This time listen to me

This time let’s be each others bestfriend

This time hug me tight

This time no more lies



Genuine Beauty

Who am I?

Am I not a reflection of what I see?

Or the things I yearn?

I ask myself what do I do?

Embrace darkness

Or chase the light?

Beyond what is seen

I know there is love

In every texture I have felt

In those words, I hear

Melodies speaks in my heart

Telling me not to worry or live in shame

For I will always remember

Genuine beauty

Is beyond what is seen.