He entered my life and taught me how to play.

He played everything like a king and I went along with it,

It wasn't until a few days after it started, that I realized

I wasn't the other player, I was the victim.

A victim of his murderous lies.

It was too late,

I couldn't get out of his mischievous games

When I tried to run, he tied me up

When I tried to scream, he shut me up

Days and nights went by,

I was still stuck in his daunting life

I prayed for the game to end soon

And that’s when I realized, that he wasn't planning

To finish it till I was doomed.

I knew I had to devise a plan,

I knew I had to escape

I was close, it was about to stop

And that’s when I heard the scream of a tiny tot.

She was just seven years old,

She deserved so much more

Not his cruelty, not his lunacy

Not his plays, not his brutality.

So I walked towards him, I didn't stop

I picked up his gun and shot

All those years, something I was unable to do.

Something I should’ve done a long time ago.

I shot him three times in the head

And then I smiled at him as he bled

I looked at the pretty girl who was now crying

And there instead of her, I saw myself.

- Isha Sharma

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My dreams are the only place where I can live my life to the fullest. ♥

Isha Sharma

Poem- Wonderland (Pt. 2)

Even though it was just a dream
Even though it wasn't real
I knew I had the power in me
To be strong and live without fear

Then I went out, I faced reality
But it wasn't like it was in my dream

I turned my back
To this hell of a place
I just wanted to go back
To Wonderland.

So I slept and tried to dream
but trying wasn't even working.

Suddenly I saw a shadow
A shadow of a bunny
The one that I saw
In the place where I was free

He jumped towards me, 
He lead me to Somewhere
A place that was real, A place called Wonderland

So it wasn't really a dream,
It was real, what I did was real
Coming back here just gave me 'the feels'

Now I know we can do whatever we want
We are invincible, we are free
Someday you will find Wonderland
You just need to believe.

Poem- Wonderland (Alice Pt.1)

I waited and I waited
But no one came,
Standing all alone,
In the blistering rain.

Tired of waiting, I took a step
But I fell down a hole,

I reached Wonderland.

I remember the stories of Alice
Her stupendous adventures
How brave and strong she was
How she stood first.

She defeated the Jabberwocky,
She defeated the evil
Could I be like her?
A hero, a leader?                                                                            
Lying alone, in this scary place
I lost all hope
But then I remembered fearless Alice
So I stood up.

I fought and I fought
And I finally achieved victory,
But suddenly I fell from my bed,
And realized it was nothing but a dream.

One Night

It was just like any other night,
I was walking alone in a fright 
One stormy night it was
With a meowing cat and a barking dog

Then suddenly i felt like i was being stalked
but when i turned, there was nothing but the storm
I started walking faster and faster
Taking one step after another.

It seemed like someone was behind me
Like someone was trying to get a grip of me
I started feeling more strange
walking on a spine chilling road with a back strain

I started to think that it was nothing
But i was wrong because there WAS something
But i couldn't figure out what it was?
Maybe a man or the same barking dog.

I was almost home but still scared
So i thought i wouldcatch that person by suddenly turning back
And then, that creature followed me to the porch 
I turned back and saw nothing but the storm

So i went inside thinking it was just my head
But no, he was inside, behind my back
I could feel his presence and i didn't know what to do 
Then i turned back and realized that it was my own contour 

It was my own shadow, i was getting scared of
It was my own self, i was being terrified of
Then something struck my mind
Was it a lesson that i was supposed to learn before dying?

Then I realized the person i was turning into
Making people sad was what i wanted to do
I remember all the friends I used to have
Now i have nothing but my shadow self.

The last Paragraph is not related to the rest of the poem but still i decided to write it anyway :P