Interest

He keeps asking me questions about one particular topic

And he wants me to be more sharp

He wants me to ask questions about phenomena in our universe

Asking might not be the real work here

Rather the missing excitement from my side about his chosen topics is the problem between us

Everyone is indeed asking questions about certain topic which they find interesting

Sadly yours doesn’t give me chill

Therefore he degrades me in front of others

Because I can’t answer his question

No, that’s not true

He degrades me because I don’t ask the same question,

Because I don’t talk about this topic the way he is,

Because I don’t talk about his topic

Will you let me degrade you then?

For the fact that you don’t think thoroughly about the topic that I consider important

Nah, I bet you won’t let me

So let us keep this conversation cool

And respect each other’s interest

—DNP

Puzzle

At this moment you can’t set your priorities right,

Because you are in the middle of wanting to

Love what you do and doing what you love

Hence, you try to find the perfect balance

Yet you don’t know how long will you stay in this phase of not knowing

And so you let this moment continue to gnaw at your soul

When deep down you hope this puzzle can be solved soon

—DNP

Lies

Be it once or twice,

But people lies

The reason for it, keep it

The truth behind it, keep it

You can say whatever you want to tell me

You can hide anything you want from me

But if you let me give a piece of advice,

Then I want you to always remember

In this world where you don’t belong to

Please, don’t you ever lie to yourself

—DNP

Happy Songs

You love sad songs

For every word explains the unexpressed feelings of yours

For every pitch paints the unexpressed emotions of yours

You love sad songs

Listen to them and you have an excuse to cry

Cry your heart out in the middle of a night,

Dragging your feet to leave your hideout in the next morning

Now that you are stronger

You don’t need any excuses to cry

Cry when you need to, be it day or night

Now that you are stronger

You don’t need to hide whenever you cry

Cry when you need to, seen or alone

Now that you are stronger

When you don’t need to cry

Dance your heart out

And choose happy songs instead

—DNP

Cut

I listen to everyone, anywhere and anytime

That no one remembers how I talk anymore

So they ask me questions just to hear my voice

But, what they don’t understand is that

I don’t let myself speak

For every words I say may hurt them

Even those who are close to me

Can’t handle whenever I say what’s in my mind

Therefore, I live by the saying

Speak good or remain silent

This keeps me quiet, yet there are times

When speaking up is the only option left

And when the time comes

I’m sorry, but I don’t care

If my words are as sharp as a knife

That cuts deeply into your heart

—DNP

Cloud

It’s true that I’ve been walking beneath the dark cloud

It was an inch above my head, but since that afternoon

A new sensation has strucked my mind and my soul

Still, I can feel the cloud’s presence above me,

But it is just different

It isn’t as heavy as usual and it isn’t as dark as usual

Tonight I’m here to recall what happened

Without hesitation I let these two words slip

From between my lips

‘Thank you’

Thank you, Stranger

For smiling so genuinely that this cloud shifted farther

—DNP

Know

Music,

Songs,

Lyrics,

Which I listen to whenever I am alone in my room

Are not for your talking to begin with

Only those who know me have the privilege to listen to it

But you don’t know me

And I don’t want you to know me

—DNP

Reach

You are the person who always stands in the middle,

Listening to both sides with intention of

Bridging the gap between two souls

You are the person who brings people together

And the person who wonders if

Your heart will ever aches for someone,

Your soul will ever reach out to someone

And if someone will ever reach his soul out to you

—DNP

Grown Up

And while you are sitting alone,

Looking through people who are walking in front of you,

Memories creep into your mind

Favorably without pain nor sadness

Simply flashing some old pictures to remind you

How far you’ve come and how you’ve grown up

—DNP