Who am I

Just A Thought

i wake up every mornin to ask a question to myself,

Who am i??God,an alien or someone else.

My super powers tell me that i am SUPERNATURAL!!

With my power of thoughts,i can make a person go Bizarre

I have no clue of who i am,who am I??

I'm liked by everybody n i like everybody,

I wanna do something really good

I want to fill this world with happiness,

That is my aim or rather my childishness.

I don't care what they call it,

Cuz i'm here for a reason you see,

the reason is that i want no one to ask me,

Who i am?? Who am I??

................................................TC

I know you're looking

This poem is completely fictitious and it is not related to any person dead or alive.

I know you're looking,every time you visit me.

Your gloomy eyes lets me know that you're looking,

The look that you give puts me into alotta thinking.

I lift my head to see you but you disappear,

I feel like the end of the world is very near.

I catch you're beautiful eyes looking at me again,

This very thought gives me alotta pain.

I feel like a wounded soldier who is of no help in a battlefield

My heart suddenly covers itself with a metal shield.

It knows that it is reserved for someone else,

Cuz it is clear that you will come all by yourself.

I know you're looking,but i belong to someone else.

I know you're looking,i know you're looking...

If you wanna to talk to me,mail me on 'tejaswi.chittar@gmail.com'

Or add me on skype,'Tejas Chittar' is my full name.

Give a deeper thought to love,

I can say 'you mean the world to me,

but there must be some sensibility to see

i can tell that i Love you like nobody,

But to you i must be somebody.

I can think of you and weep every minute,

But there must be reality in it.

I wake up every morning to see your picture,

people just call this teenage lusture.

I might be called a psycho retard,

but,you know to forget you is fuckin hard

Today i don't care what people say

and i don't need you to stay

All i know is that i love you

and retards like me are very few.

.......................................................... -TC