To my parents| Poem.

Why do my parents love me
It makes no fucking sense
Why do they feel that I will be
Something great and so immense

I really hate to be the one
To put them down so hard
I wish I was a smarter child
So i could win their heart

They give me everything
While I ask for more
Why can’t I just be
someone that they adore

I really wish I wasn’t born
Coz I’m not good enough
I wish they had a better child
Coz I’ll never be that though

They always want the best for me
And thats what really sucks
They believe so much in me
While I fuck everything up

I hate to see my parents cry
especially because of me
but its not their fault that I’m an ass
I wish I was what they’d like me to be

I really hate to disappoint
but that’s just who I am
I’ll never improve in anything
My life is just a scam

∈ Forever and Always ∋


Like We Used To| Poem.

Why can’t we be
Like we used to
Why can’t we see
Like little kids do

Why can’t we learn
Like we used to
Why can’t we play
Like little kids do

Why do we grow up
Even if we don’t want to
Why can’t we be
Like we used to

Why can’t we question
Like we used to
Why can’t we dream
Like little kids do

Why can’t we eat
Like we used to
I just want to live
Like little kids do

Why do we have rules
Unlike what we used to
And now little kids
Have to go through this too.

〈 Forever and Always Reminiscing 〉

I met someone.

Haha I know it sounds like I met a guy who I feel like I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. Hell no. I met this lady  (also not someone I’m spending the rest of my life with) who we were consulting for my brother’s college application. He’s not the brightest kid but I hope he does something with his life later. She agreed to be his recommendation in case the colleges wanted to call or refer or anything.

So we met at Café Coffee Day (which is so cool because I only see people meeting like that in movies lol) and her appearance already made her look so distinguished and all. She is so freaking smart. She talked about different colleges in different countries and how so many of her students (aka clients basically) were sent to all parts of the world for all sorts of education and I’m like holy shit I’m in love. She knew so much about different countries while my one track minded parents kept pushing at the U.S. because my brother and I are citizens there. When my dad said, ”Please don’t notice how bad the marks are, I’m sorry,” I went nuts obviously because not everyone is like perfect okay? I know he doesn’t try and he is at fault but I don’t know I got all defensive #SiblingGoals (jk jk).She replied saying that his grades are not new to her because shes had all types of students and that’s pretty cool. My grades suck shit too though…woohoo… I don’t even know if I can show her when I need recommendation.

One of the important things I heard was when she said it might be a good idea to take a year off or a break from school and my parents looked at her like she’d just committed a sin you know? Like its impossible for Indians to even THINK of anything outside the flow of society or just stop for a minute and really decide what you want to do. I don’t remember much because I wasn’t paying too much attention but she definitely knows her shit. I hope to build my profile like that one day. Till then… FIGHTING!! 🙂

§ Forever and Always §

Work in progress

My life. Everyday I learn something new something about myself. Before I used to always put friends over family because I had friends duh. Even now I put friends over family but I’ve realised how much my family has given me that my friends haven’t. Like it’s not much but still good enough. I’m friendless now that’s why I started noticing what my family has given me over the years. Before I used to crave to be around people and go to parties but now I’d rather die than have a get-together even if it’s my “best” friends. Before I used to think I could do whatever I wanted as long as I had the talent and determination. I still believe it but when you grow up you realise how the world works and it’s disappointing. But you know..I learn something new everyday and that kinda cool. Sometimes it’s not good but sometimes it is. Some things stay the same but somethings I’m willing to change if they’re bad. I’m going step by step you know? In my upbringing and surroundings we always live by the day…not in the moment. They’re not the same thing. We live everyday and pass through everyday and sometimes I feel like that’s really helpful although long term planning is also important.

Life sucks. Well not really but no one tells you how to go about it or be the best version of who you are and such. You just have to go with the flow…and I hate it. When I was younger, I should’ve hung out with the smart kids and kept up my grade but I didn’t. I was with the popular group (not to sound like a chick flick sorry). I regret it but I can’t you know? Because I had so much fun with them. When I was younger,I shouldn’t have liked all those guys but it didn’t work out like that. I regret it but I don’t you know? Because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have learned to control my emotions and get over all that. When I was younger, I should’ve kept playing football even though people kept making fun of me but eventually I got other responsibilities and priorities. I regret that a lot but it ended up opening new interests so I can’t regret it you know?

Sometimes it’s okay to feel like you wanna go back to your old self or younger self because that was a better version of you. But then all the things you have now…you wouldn’t have had them if you continued being the old self. So think of it like that. I’m in 10th grade and my term exams start tomorrow..I regret not studying all this time including right now (sorry WordPress but education is a must too- although this is so much better) but it’s in the past now and you really can’t do anything about it. Just go with the flow. Try not to beat yourself up too much. You too Megha. Stop beating yourself up.

¤Forever and Always¤

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 🙂


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 §

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


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’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 😀

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