Siblings fight.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated आप like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made आप cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt आप like a चाकू in the heart?
What if the sibling made आप nearly burst into sadness every time आप see them?
What if the sibling caused आप to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
Siblings argue.
Siblings hit.
Yet they always forgive.
But..... what if the sibling was cold?
What if the sibling was cruel?
What if the sibling treated आप like scum?
What if the sibling was heartless?
What if the sibling worshiped the ground another walked on, while tormenting you?
What if the sibling constantly mocked your social standing?
What if the sibling called your fears ''dumb and irrational''?
What if the sibling would never help you, even in a dire situation?
What if the sibling wanted to hurt you?
What if the sibling blamed others for their hatred of you?
What if the sibling made आप cry, and then refused to apologize?
What if the sibling hurt आप like a चाकू in the heart?
What if the sibling made आप nearly burst into sadness every time आप see them?
What if the sibling caused आप to think why bother living?
A sibling like this is not a sibling at all.
It is a monster.
A terrible, ignorant monster.
Note: This is dedicated to my brother. I mean every word Sam, every word.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants आप to do something,
या be something
That sometimes आप don’t want to be?
They are those!
आप know them!
आप probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect आप to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
आप don’t want to take.
They are those who expect आप to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
आप prefer to be small and humble.
But do आप think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since आप were born,
Came up with a path for आप in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Sitting right where आप are
आप have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
आप are nothing to me
No matter how आप try
What do आप care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
आप don't know me
No matter how आप try
Why are आप here?
आप know I don't want you
I told आप to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
आप can't mold me
No matter how आप try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. लोल Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved द्वारा any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind या fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
या accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will आप take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop गाना of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even द्वारा taking one step forward,
द्वारा placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
आप will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved द्वारा any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind या fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
या accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will आप take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop गाना of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even द्वारा taking one step forward,
द्वारा placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
आप will realize the cage has already been broken.