A Flower Of Discontent

A flower of discontent grows in my heart
Thrives the heat of jealousy and agony
of people watching it grow
No dew settles on its petals  to add to its beauty
But tears rolling down my cheek
Ends there
It sees a world emptied of  values and morals
Listens their empty words
When sunlights fall
Making it blossom
They come breathing heavy
And Ask for fragrance
Enjoy its beauty
When satisfied they
Pluck it, throw it
Nature's law it is
Life learns to survive
This flower is nurturing itself
In sheer seclusion
The Orchard of my soul
Untouched, Unharmed by their presence

The Light That Enlightened Me

 Deep inside, I am hit
My soul crying silently
Something I've lost
Reasons when I'm confused
Will when m determined
Pain when I suffer,
Happiness when i smile,
Silence when I'm alone,
Momentum of my leaps,
Nostalgia of my memories,
The Sun my world used to revolve around
And above all
I've lost
Flow of my imaginations
Enchantment of my words
Sharpness of the lines
The puns intended
Similes and metaphors
That urge to write
I've lost the person who put the flame in my soul
I've lost it all
Years have passed
I tried keeping my words of being intransient
But I forgot
Mortal I Am and so are my Words.