The Library Chapter 1

There’s a bang on the bench and I woke with that adrenaline rush.”time to close!! Boy” shouted the librarian. This wasn’t the first time this was happening, I still remember the day when he forgot to check the corner of that huge old library where I had fallen asleep. Indeed I was locked in the…

Cursed Immortality

Maybe being immortal is a curse, life is supposed to be short. To see this world as a shortfall verse, To give and take with a cruel snort. . Maybe being immortal is a curse., To watch loved one die. Till no one else but you remain. Not a person to talk to ,nor to…

The Academic Book

The Academic book , With a drowsy dead Look . Watched It Wrung And Burn , In A Big Old Wok .

Life like a bike

Me! Bike Road and life Honey ! Money Strife And thrife Money ! Petrol Engine And soul Destination ! Role Purpose And goal Me ! Bike Road And life. Hey guys i tried to do something new. I dont know whether it is known type of poem . Please feel free to comment. And give…

Materialism

This Materialistic World, With Materialistic Men, What good will it avail of me ? An Instrument maybe. With Materialistic Goals, And Materialistic Aims. What good will it serve for thee? An efficient Machine maybe. They said !! That the machines would take over the world. But isn’t it already theirs to be?? We are in…

Visapur Fort

Hey guys . Here are some of my own clicks from my recent hike to the Visapur Fort Maharashtra India Hope you like it

Along the way

When there’s no hope, to do it all And there’s no scope, in trying. Still you shall try, with all your sway. You shall ride ,along the way. . When you are hurt, and tears drop down & you fall appart, due crying Still you shall try and you shall pray. And you shall pass,…

More To Be Done

When the sun sets up , And the moon is gone . And i’m awake , Through the sternly storm. From many to choose, He choose this one. And there is lots and lots,  Of work to be done. From the veins of fire, Where rage is sung, From exhausion and satire, There’ more to…

Fake Mediocre Love

Paradox thy creat’d in the morning’s shine Thy glumsy glitterous love Thine deadly dangerous wine

The Inside out Quote 1

Often you have to let things go which seem to matter most to you, for a great goal,to have a greater purpose and to have greater meaning to life. Copyrights issued @ suyashyewale

His World

Alone he stood, with a friend’s disguise & For her was he willing to die But she twisted him with scampish lies While he concealed his sigh.|| But death wont touch him soon Because he was no scamming prick Righteous for the love and fortune He had love no trick.|| And she payed every single…