Want some happiness?
Just come out of a mess.
Feel the nature’s beauty,
Explore your ability.

Sit on a swing,
Unfold your wing,
Don’t be shy,
C’mon just fly.

Watching the rain drop,
knocking the ground.
Think with a peaceful mind,
Until a solution is found.

Never be upset,
seeing the sunset.
The sun set is planned,
For you to reach dreamland.

The next day is a new beginning,
For you to start achieving.
Few tits and bits of happiness,
Your own company is no less.

You don’t need someone as your company,
Because you yourself are ruler of your tyranny.

When need a company,
Just explore yourself.
And you will find a
best friend within yourself.

Awake a crazy you,
When you be just ’you’.
Leave up stress, now no worry,
Now is the time to be silly.

Call up yourself,
When you need someone.
You can share all secret with yourself,
And now you don’t need anyone.

The best company you can have is of,
Earphones and a music player,
Put on earphones, play some music,
Trust them. They are not cheater.

Get back to routine,
when you have explored a new you.
A mantra for life is
Don’t fake it, Just be you.

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Heyya Everyone, I wrote this poem while sitting on a swing and watching sunset. This always gives me so many positive vibes and sometimes also gives poetic vibes and a poem comes out of my brain to my fingers and here I type it.

The whole theme of the poem is that when you feel lonely, when you are upset and when you need someone, just become your own bestfriend. Explore yourself, know more about yourself, and love yourself. You are the best, and there is noone else’s company better than your own company. And the best part is you can be what you are when you are with you.(overdose of you :P...Did this sentence make any sense?)

Ohk, enough of my silly talks, I don’t know how this poem was. It just came put of my brain and I typed it up. I think this poem doesn’t make any sense. I am thinking that why am I even publishing it but still I am publishing, I don’t know why :P

You might think why I don’t like my own works. That’s because I believe that When you know you are not good in something then don’t wait for others to express their dislike, you yourself start making fun of yourself.

Also you all wrote in comments that my poems are good but somehow I myself am not satisfied with my poems, maybe I want a better me, and my expectations from myself are very high that is why I am expecting few better poets from my brain.

After a lot of bak-bak let’s end this part now

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Until Next Time,
Tata, Bubye
Loads of love