I Think I Write...

Its raining. I can smell the earth just as the drop of rain kisses the ground.....and the view of the earthen soil slowly getting soaked in the rain water. The wind has an earthen taste in it. Cool breeze touches my forehead n plains out all the stress lines...sweeps off my tears with its flow.....and yet another drop of tear makes its own path down my cheeks and slowly falls down making friendship with the rain. It rains day and night. And I stare outside the window ...blank. Too many thoughts cloud my mind . Too clumsy to distinctly separate them. So many ideas rush into my little brain at one point of time, And the next minute I feel so blank. The clouds draw up close and it gets more dark. I feel dark too....mixed feelings clouding my heart. It seems as if the Sky is in war with the Land. One showing how much it can pour and the other showing its power to soak down the downpour. At home day and night. Confi

The world all over seems so different.... And I feel so tired being here.....suppressed by all my childish fears..... I used to get captivated by your resonating light..... and now I am bound by the life that you have left behind and moved away way far...................... But your presence still lingers here and it wont leave me alone....... I have tried so hard to tell that you are gone bot still I keep on looking , searching and hoping that 1 day you might return.................... "These wounds wont seem to heal, this pain is just too real, There's just too much that time cannot erase" But still, never giving up, still hoping 1 day....... things will change and be the way I want them to be, 'm looking at the brighter side of all negative things around.......... . . . My college, which literally sucked the 1st day, is now the best place on earth......... New friends and meeting new people everyday, new teachers, new environment.......every