NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH

None of us are actually flawless,
How much ever we try to make ourselves believe
we are perfect, we are amazing..
we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's
But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the massacres we beethoven,
Just to make ourselves believe.. we are worth more.

I'm an amateur poet, spent 18 years of life, trying to understand love. Figure out what I want in , from and out of life. Figure out how success works. Figure out how failure works. And solve this equation of mere existence.

I'm really sorry if I don't live upto your expectations. I'm only a beginner , stepping into this beautiful world of literature with a hope I learn , I learn till I die. This ain't the place if you are looking for rhyme schemes, patters , or symmetry and I do believe in using words which don't exactly exist. If you think I have done justice to the memories I spun while writing, do let me know by commenting , or shining a star maybe. That in true sense would be my success. Passion invoked in these are in the form of words and thoughts, that entangled my mind, which was till then busy finding the velocity of a molecule of nitrogen or solving a random Gauss Jordan unsolvable mystery of equations. Yes, I just passed 12th.

Not a great start to be book indeed, but I hope what's in store, is better.

#Wattys2016