3 Years Left|Rap

Three years till I’m gone.
Three years then I’m born.
Three years till I’m free.
Three years then I’m me.
In three years I’ll be done.
Just three years then I’ll run.
Can’t wait for the fun.
Fresh sun here I come.

Three years is some time
But I’m willing to wait
Cause it’d be a crime
To fall prey to their bait
They’ll try and keep me down
But I’m too far ahead
Been dreaming of this
And I’ll fight till I’m dead.

Three years till I rise.
Three years till I fly
Away from this hellhole
To my paradise
In three years I will have
Conquered all my fears
Cause after three years
I’ll be out my dear.

Three years seems long
And yeah I’m not sure
But I have to have faith
Cause that’s always the cure.

Well till then I will wait
With my head up in flames
But trust me three years
Goes by in a daze.

Hey 🙂 I hope you guys liked it because be honest it’s fine if you didn’t but I just wanted to know if you enjoy my raps or if they’re any good or what…so ya please tell me what you think 🙂 This one is about how in three years I’ll be 18 and be legally allowed to do whatever I want (kinda) and so I’ll travel and go out anywhere but here but till then..I gotta wait but it’s worth it. I’m really happy nowadays and that’s actually all thanks to BTS (refer to my post Bangtan Sonyeondan if you are unfamiliar) and of course my friends Edha ( I know you’ll see this ) and Nina (Edha tell Nina about this too) for always being there with my mood swings 😛 I hope I don’t bother you too much.. And lastly I will not forget those 3 or 4 people who regularly like my posts and read them.. you make me so happy.. You know who you are 🙂 I LOVE THE WORLD

 

You and Her | Poem

I’m not exactly jealous
But there’s no other word
To describe how I feel
When you’re hanging out with her

I wish I could be her
Not skinny, pretty or nice
The reason I want to be her
Is because she has you by her side

I’ve never seen you laugh before
It was a beautiful sight
I wish I was the one to cause that
The reason for that light

But I’ll never let you know
How I really feel
Because I know my time has passed
And I can’t turn back the wheel

But never misunderstand
The respect I have for you
Because as log as you’re happy
I really don’t care with who∼

≡Forever and Always≡

HEY 🙂 I know it’s been a while so here’s a poem to make up for that. I wrote this when I found out my ex-crush (is that a thing? it sounds so weird and stalker-ish) got a girlfriend now. I promise I’m over everything with him and all although that took A LOT OF TIME AND TEARS and stuff. Anyway I know he’s not reading this but just wanted to say that I hope he’s happy because that always comes first. Happiness 🙂

Technology.

This is my first freelance writing! Like usually I write it first randomly whenever and then when I’m not lazy to type, I post it on wordpress. But my parents have inspired (yeah not really) me to write this without a rough copy! Here goes…

Technology. Ya ya its the best thing that happened to us but it also ruins our lives blah blah. It’s true that it’s ruined our relationships with the people around us. They’ll be two people at a party and they’d be texting each other but they wouldn’t notice that they are actually sitting next to each other. LOL. I laughed the first time someone told me that. Anyway my point was that even on family basis, its ruined us. I’m supporting both sides but like in usual Megha-style…I need to hate on my parents. So like I use the computer almost 24/7. But most of the time when I’m not, my parents won’t wanna spend time with me. Technically, I spend time on the computer SOLELY because my parents usually don’t take interest in the things I do r whatever. They don’t listen to me too much and whenever I am happy and running around the house they think I have some disease or something. When they’re on the computer, I have to assume it’s work and I can’t disturb them. When they’re off the computer, I’ll either be studying, playing or on the computer. Thus we don’t spend time with each other. But the point of this entire post was that the older generation, i.e. parents, blame us that we don’t spend enough time with family and such but its them that that doesn’t spend time with us. More than half of Indian parents (that is middle class parents, working parents, etc.) are software engineers. So they’re required to have and work on a laptop and I completely understand because my mom really works hard at her job. But she’s on the computer all the time, my dad is on the phone all the time and its not me who doesn’t look up from the laptop…its them. I say something, they cant hear. But they say something and I’m supposed to hear otherwise I’m being ignorant. So basically I just feel like they put the blame on us and make us look like the bad guys while they are EQUALLY responsible. So many families have crumbled because the children don’t have anyone to talk to. Then that could go down many roads… It feels like talking to a wall sometimes. They have no right to say that we don’t pay attention when they don’t either.

 ⇒Forever and Always Trying to Catch Up⇐

Contradictory| Poem.

I’m gasoline, you’re fire
I’m the truth and you’re the liar
We’re opposites forever
But then that’s what keeps us together

I’m water, you’re ice
Full of sweet,salt and spice
I wonder how long
It’ll last before its gone

I’m this,you’re that
We can’t agree on crap
I’m Jekyll, you’re Hyde
But in each other we confide

I’m black,you’re white
On everything we fight
But I don’t know if I should
Leave you; If I could

I’m the storm,you’re the silence
We can’t solve anything with violence
I’m the yes and you’re the no
But promise you’ll never leave me
Promise me you’ll never go

HEY! I’m back after years. No excuses though because I’m just lazy to type it all my writing. I still write on paper though. I like that more. Anyway, I’ll try harder to post more often because I finally learnt to surround myself with the things that make me feel better. God that took me a long time…these past few months really sucked. I realized how much of a routine I follow in school. Even though it has nothing to do with this poem…just wanted to let you know because the friends at school are mostly friends by name only if you know what I mean. Thanks for sticking by me guys. I love you all.

  § Forever and Always §

Bangtan Sonyeondan

Oh god. They make me so happy.

BTS. They are a Korean pop band that’s now got a lot of recognition around the world. They produce and write their own music and they are all very delightful people. BTS is not a band for everyone and I totally understand that. I don’t force anyone to listen to it if they didn’t want to. I respect that but it seems that they just cant do the same. I like BTS. If you don’t that’s fine but you don’t have to hate on me and them just because you don’t like it. I have so many friends that like BTS and I’m happy I get to share some moments with them but its not like I live and breathe BTS. I talk about other stuff too. Its just that they make up so much of me now so I may get carried away.

My point is..don’t hate on me because I like BTS..i don’t hate on you because you don’t like them.. I have lost friends because I like Kpop. My friend has lost some of her friends because they didn’t like it and they thought all she did was talk about them so they just…left? She does talk about BTS a lot and so do I but you should see how happy she is when she talks about them..she literally lights up..I would never want to ruin that. So I was always there fangirling with her even though I didn’t know them that well. And now I do. But no one can accept that im happy because of them. I think they’re hot. You might not. Just listen to what I wanna say or tell me that I talk about it too much. I cant stand that these people just degrade them just because they’re not “my type of music.” My only solution now is to just try and quit talking about it altogether around these kinda people and wait till I can fangirl with my other BTS Army.

Thanks for listening to my rant guys.. I really appreciate it. Just writing what I feel. This applies to almost everything but in my case as of now..its my “weird taste in music” according to some people. SO ya..that’s it..have a nice day 😀

♥Forever and Always♥

I’m losing everything.|Poem.

I’m losing my hair
I’m losing my eyes
I’m losing my patience
I’m losing my mind

I’m losing to stress
I’m losing so much
I’m losing my friends
I’m losing the touch

I’m losing my brain
I’m losing my sight
I’m losing my cool
I’m losing my might

I’m losing to her
I’m losing to him
I’m losing motivation
To get a little slim

I’m losing who i am
I’m losing who i used to be
I’m losing that glam
That I had before this shitty new ‘me’

Hey guys I hope you liked that and by the way…I’m literally losing my hair and eyes…I am very frightened by my hair loss and my eye power keeps growing and I’m scared I’ll be blind by college..it’s really not funny…I hate glasses..So if anyone has any tips or help or anything…please I would appreciate it all! I hope you all liked this 🙂 Thanks byee 😀

       ≤ Forever and Always…right? ≥

Our lives is only running..

via Daily Prompt: Marathon

I just realised that I haven’t been on WordPress for two months almost..why? Because I’m always busy with school or studies or exams or school..there’s no time for anything anymore. Even reading the newspaper puts me behind on my daily schedule. I feel like for everyone..our lives has become a marathon. I know that’s not really what you would think when someone says the word ‘marathon’ but since I’m always deep and wierd..it’s crazy how we all just fit in to this nice world and never do anything for ourselves until it doesn’t matter. I want to write, I want to cycle and so many other things but I never get around to doing it because something’s always in the way..something that you can’t just push aside or ignore. Sometimes it’s my parents, sometimes it’s school. I don’t know where we have left our happiness but I sure hope I can find mine again. I know people can write better posts for this topic and I’m so glad that I get to read them 🙂 these two months have been crazy..I’ve been studying so much that my brain can’t even process the simple information anymore. And they gave us two holidays after our final exams but after that we have to go back and start studying for 10th grade..it’s crazy how fast I’m growing up and how much I’ve already missed. But I guess I’ll just have to keep moving huh? There’s no turning back..even though that’s what we want the most..

≡Forever and Always ≡

Why am I feeling like this?

This is gonna be kind of a wierd post but…I recently joined Instagram because everyone was on that and even if I only needed homework..no one is on hangouts anymore so Instagram is like the only way. Plus I wanted to so yeah..but the problem is..I’m feeling very scared about what might happen to me because I made an account..or like someone might do something or spread some rumour that would go too far..and I’m getting this really really frightening feeling in my stomach and I hate it. I was just sitting on my bed, holding my knees together and hugging myself and saying that it’ll go away and it’s nothing and all but I’m genuinely really scared..I have honestly no idea why but..just a feeling..hopefully.. Can anyone help me? Yikes..I’m freaking out. Sorry about this post but I have to send this..

At the Border|Poem.

i wrote a poem to the soldiers in the border that protect us every single day and night so we can sleep happily thinking of problems like exams and friends and no food for an hour..while they go through so much just for us. I don’t understand why they do it..they shouldn’t have to…I don’t know..

To the Army we how our heads
Who keeps us far from death
O brave and valiant ones
Who were common men once

They serve our country
With sacrifice and pride
So we can live another day
And see another sunrise

Little do we know
About their lifestyle there
But all they for us is care
Don’t you think that’s a bit unfair?

Finally we say our thanks
To the men of higher ranks
Here is a poem of gratitude
Please forgive our unruly attitude

≡ Forever and Always ≡

They found it..

It seems as though my friends found out my blog..and by friends I mean the ones at school..who were not supposed to find it…I don’t really mind to be honest but it’s just that they don’t understand when I say that I didn’t want people who I know to see it. People judge pretty..harshly and I’ve experienced it first hand so..I’m not around to try that again..and it’s not that I don’t want to share my thoughts or “secrets” with my friends but somethings are just not for people to know just to read and forget or for me to just vent out my feelings..as humans..whatever we don’t do..is weird for us..there’s this guy in my class who no one really likes..I mean like by personality he is said to be..not so nice and stuff but he was my best friend who told me to write this blog and one of my friends who found out about the blog was really surprised and I don’t blame her but..why wasn’t he allowed to be my best friend? By the way..I don’t have any best friends..either I don’t share every moment with them which is usually what best friend is defined as..or they just aren’t willing to stick around..

As far as I wanna go with this post..if you school friends are reading this..just keep it to yourselves..I don’t mind if people read my blog but I don’t want all the people mentioned to get in the drama or I don’t want people judging them and I know I can handle it for sure but I don’t want the other person to have to handle it. So please just..try and understand why I would’ve kept it away from you and not because you aren’t my friend or whatever. And again to be clear..I really do not have any best friends…there’s a lot of things about me that even my “best friends” don’t know..cause that’s just how it is..I’m sorry but..not really sorry. I guess I do need to open up more but then when that happens..ha..ya..no.

∨ Forever and Always Happy With Myself∧