The Broken Wings

Running away from the self

Leaving the own past behind.

Trying to be lost in the world

If this soul could ever hide.

Brush up with similar beings

Enlivens the broken wings.

Trying to crush them futher

Forget if they even existed.

Dreams once the soul of life

Pinch on mere remembrance.

So difficult to separate them

Where lied the soul of this life.

My Man

Handsome than the man

I saw in my dreams

Smarter than the structure

That covered my imaginations

Loving than love itself

Protection of mother's lap

Provider of my unknown rights

Understands my own self

Shows through his actions

Loves more than his life

But my man, an introvert

Can't say through expressions

Thank god! For being kind

Fulfilling dreams of my life

I love you, my man

You deserve to be called divine.