From My Mind: You can call this site as a personal blog or personal dairy: whatever it's I wanna call this site as my World. Because here, I post whatever it reaches my mind.
Category: English Poems
Regardless I am weak or not I am enjoying this life I’ve gotten I am facing all the challenges I was given Because I know this, Life is not an imagination Where I can stay worry-free always Where I have no struggles to face Where someone always keeps me happy Instead it’s a destination Where I should learn from struggles Where I must face challenges Where I need to keep myself happy always Regardless I am strong or not.
As I sit there, outside my asylum
Where people are breathing bliss
Where I can breath woe only
For hours and hours
With the company of a numb mind
Enchanted by awful thoughts
Of past and present events
Visited me outside my asylum
Where my eyes can see
Where my ears can hear
Where my nose can smell
Where my skin can feel.
I Collected and recollected them
Again and again to taste
A bit of sweetness
Rather than the bitterness I tasted
But I can’t
Only bitterness oozed out of it
Once more once more.
Then my near dead heart begged me
To close the lobby of my heart
Before those thoughts of misery
And requested me,
“Can we go back to your asylum”
Where your soul breath bliss only
Through your thoughts of fantasy
Where your soul taste euphoria only
Through your words of phantasy
Where I can melt like an ice.
Can we go back to your asylum
Where you have only You Yourself.