Impressed

Impressed by showing skills was too sophisticated for my due, 

Now moving on to darkness it’s the lane to my ended scene… 

Tell meh how it was called brutal when it’s the unrecognized dream…? 

It’s the arrogance that I owe fulfilling my Wishlist to the thrown…

The untidy steps that I move on are the attire to my high-rated nature, 

Tell me thy unrested peace was left unfulfilled to my kind gesture… 

Now moving on to the one that impressed me with its texture…

 Was that called a vision or my salient feature…

 Now it's taking me more to the unholy key shore…

Loved the way you were deriving my wanderlust, 

Which was a pleasure for the unseen,

Now the time is running as the clock turns 12, watching me wishing over the shooting star, I'm so in love...

Taken the hand beneath of the person I don't know, is now out from my imagination that I owe...

Never wanna say goodbye now moving ahead of time stepping the steps of the road not taken,

Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...

Wanna let go but can't face the darkness as taken a strike for sudden astonishment... 

Missing the walls never wanna say that I was there... 

The poem at the last derives what it wanna say, 

"Don't be impressed or impress others first be you; the way you are the original and then let the rest..."