I do indulge... Once in a while... In the strength, of my pen.... It is something, I 've known for long.... And something I 'd like to keep.... Emotions aid my pen...further, So do, experiences.... They all don't have to be my own... I do share, from those I know... The pen has great power.... …

Empty Emptiness is what I feel.... Despite having everything.... I wonder, if someone cursed me... Never to be happy!!! Emptiness is what I feel.... Filled with angst and with fear... I wonder, why, I do wonder why... All, but happy, I can't be!!! Emptiness is what I feel.... Expectations I do not meet... I wonder, …

My heart beats for a reason...  And... The reason is you....