Vishwa Vyas

Best Friends! I so miss them. When miles of distance separated us, I was scared to make new ones. I wonder. Do they ever miss me? The way I do every night. Do they feel to view my profile? The way I do, just to see whether they are fine. Do they visit my site and social accounts? They way I do, to understand what's going on in their life. I have no clue, Maybe I ain't worth to be a friend, Concludes I'll always be friendless. But I admit that yes I do, Coz guys I still miss you!

Dreadful day for me as well as my family till date. Happening all horrifying incidents on just one day made us question "what's going on with us today?" 1. The very first incident happened with us in the morning was our car accident because of the rash driving of other car driver's fault by breaking the signal and catching the wrong way. We had almost tripped over death but somehow were saved by the coming truck from the other side of the road. 2. Second was after thanking god for being there with us, we finally reached home. But the moment we sat for lunch, one of my aunty got locked up in the balcony. She went in to answer a call due to network issues in the house and was unable to rescue herself. She was acutely suffocating, sweating with frightful tears in her eyes.   3. In the evening where the third incident of the day occurred was my father fell off the chair and got his elbow hurt as well as one leg twisted where none of us present in the room ha...

Trusting you was my mistake, I never knew you would be so fake. If you had decided to be two-faced, Then you were not the one I expected. You kept wearing that mask on, And that's the reason I'm already gone. You don't deserve to be anybody's friend, But unfortunately you were my bestfriend. Pretending to be there by my side all the time, You proved that it wasn't real everytime. Sometimes I do miss you with all my heart, But its already the end, so don't wanna recollect it from the start. Fake is the new trend and everyone seems to be in style, Shockingly you are a part of it and that's what hitting me from quite awhile.

People say, I am good at heart breaking. To make friends, My legs are still shaking. Yes I am scared, Can't hold back myself. From losing people, Who always said they'll stand by. Little did I know, How people treat me. Giving me a choice between being kid or grow, Anyhow at the end they ditch me. Pretending to be heartless, As if I don't care. So that they don't see the weak side of me, Instead think I am strong and glare. But now I guess people are right, I am way too thin. From fighting a battle so far, That I'll never win. Believing I am always the culprit, I apologize and please. To stay with me as a friend for life, I can share my pain and be in ease. Sometimes I question myself, Like am I that bad? With no similarity nor thinking, Heading me towards being sad! Its been said, Like 16-22 is the age where we come across many temporary people in our lives as I have seen, So I still have a hope, That there is somebody out the...

Exams are on head, Making me hella scared. Sem 1 preparations are not so good, Hope I don't enter KT section and be where I should. Exams do come and go as its a matter of few days, But later the major heartache occurs as results and decides our life ways. This exam pressure is getting me so high, That I guess now I need to end my poetry and start studying so goodbye.

The days of joy, With sound and lights. I can't stop myself, From dancing all night. Today starts the nine nights festival called Navratri, By the name of worshipping goddess Durga since history. People dressed in different colors, Seems like a rainbow. The non-stop dance they do, Is with a rhythmic flow. I have always been waiting for navratri as its a festival of great fun, Coz we gujju's think its our 9 days sunburn.

Caterpillar on the tree, Have you wondered who you be? A beautiful butterfly flying free, With a vision only I can see! The beauty of your hues, The flair of your wings. The smoothness in your flight, I wish people could keep beautiful things alive. You are a color of shy on face of a shadow, A color of anger on face of a sun. A color of peace on silky moon, Just like a rainbow flouring in the sky with a bloom. You are a tiny little butterfly, Who loves to fly. But when you fly, People catch you and you die.