When the pen speaks...

Loneliness.. From the birth till today, Every single day I spend alone. Alone I smile,alone I cry. Loneliness is my friend,I cant deny. A person walks in life, Gives a reason to smile. The moment I need him the most He vanishes in a while. My loneliness is my friend. It never lets me be alone. Even when I am standing in crowd, I feel alone... still at home. They ask for a friend With whom they could share. I realised it in the past, There is only loneliness for me to care. Sometimes I lose faith, I feel sad,I feel broken. When I desperately need a hug, the pain remains unspoken. But then i console myself. Who says I am alone? My loneliness is there for me. Wherever I go,I feel at home. Loneliness isn't bad... Don't treat it that way. It may bring the best out of you. Sometimes it will be your day. I don't need a friend. I fear to trust any person. This world seems to be so fake. Everybody hurts you f

I wish I was so lucky They wish for money. They dream about luxory. I demand for one thing, I just want a family. Happiness is around them, they don't know with whom to share. I don't demand for happiness, I just need a person to care. I need a place for myself. I need a place to pray. My demands are not too much. I just need a home to stay. As time passed by, all I had was lost. I wish I could go back and fix things in the past. I smile when I see others enjoying, feels good to see them together. I wish I had my parents now, that would have been my only treasure. They struggle all day long, still gain peace in home when they sleep. I struggle every moment, I wish I at least had a shelter to weep. They earn, they spend, they strive to fulfill their loved ones greed. I still can do anything for a person who would hug me when I really need. I am happy for everyone around me, they inspire me to stay. I close my eyes and I could