My first blog

This is my first blog. I m sharing my views of my adolescent age ….a poem named


Here everybody fears every moment on any misshapen,

as he is like a puppet of clay afraid of being wetten,

In any corner of my heart there is an innocent pup,

on seeing the wonders of these people its afraid to grow up,

Its not very difficult to chase the mirror,

then why our heart ceases to have the fear,

Life is a dark amazing cage,  i want to get rid  off’

to attain that brightness, i don’t fear to  get “switched off”.