Wanna swing your mood!

    IMAGE CREDIT: My dear friend +Joanna     The girl is weaving The words of her fate, She wants to know Where is The angel of destiny? Her pain  Is barking on her But she is Unable to do Except to listen The silence of screaming.

PIC CREDIT: @Gel Poetry Garden The beauty of nature Erupts whole the magma Of extinct volcano As pain Inside me To heal genuinely. It balms gently And kisses On every inside blisters To make feel blossom. The tall trees Covered with snow And green mountain Makes me feel happy And free of worries Like a baby in cradle. I'm not alone in my home Because It all Heals me on every breath.

PIC CREDIT: @Malay Mondal No fencing can bound me Not a height Can stop I've an air gun in my legs To cover distance My vision is too strong To eradicate The vicious cycle. I'm a feel of insight Luck is my fetter Paradise is my stable My strength is inside.

GOOGLE IMAGE My breath  Is choking Inside. Nothing Has to feel Only the Dreadful memories Because Love is dying To love. A faith  A bliss A belief What I have But  You're still far From the dense Of my thoughts. My spirit Is surviving In my body To regain hope.

GOOGLE IMAGE 'Papa I'm getting late, don't wanna miss the bus.', papa turned toward her daughter looking like an Almirah.   Both the shoulders were tugging with school bag, bottle, socks and hands with lunch box, shoes, comb. 'How untidy you're looking papa? 'Come, dress up hurry' 'Papa, please call mumma.' 'Yeah I'll. We need her.' 'Only need, don't we love her?' Papa is in silent mode, finding the difference between need and love.