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words don't flow
while writing about us, mind slips into
every moment which was imposter of heaven.
today i wanna shell open the feelings
but i don't trust to my happiness .
i may end up loving you more than this moment
since u or ur feeling around adds life
adds a source of happiness.
wind whirls and talking thrills which seemed stupidity before
are life in which i am living every second
need to control this beauty before it breaks open before
time
live it to the most and harvest it for rest of my life .

MY life

I was called studious, not only because I was into studies, but because
I missed all the fun of bunking classes,copying homeworks and kneeling punishments

I was called adept, not only because I was good at my work, but because
I missed the play of running late with projects and tension with boss.

I was called good,decent not only because I was away from boys ,but because
I missed the fun of flirting ,the vernal age and hanging out .

I was called to have good company not only because I had selective friends but because
I have to leave those friends whom others thought were obtuse in knowledge ,contrary they were good at heart.

Need no answers since no questions were ever raised on my life
sustenance may have brought this mess.
Its too late, things can't be changed since its stern .
which will lead to burning of all that insanity I have been weaving for years .
Lines are drawn, borders are made for my happiness which can't fly.

HEBETUDINOUS

HEBETUDINOUS
I dont cry anymore ,
to tell the feeling down core.
way beyond which i used to
and to which i now refuse to .

can't breathe the autumn air now
I barely know why this dumb dull and how?
reasons holding me like ropes
destroying all my hopes


counting the days never stops,
writing every time pen sobs.
stressing my verbs so feel my occurence
its just not for some preference

jewels and money can add bling
but never can bring a spring to sing .
my life was already carved
and much was barred
and I feel like a fraud ...


I want my life to live with me
so that i call myself freely.
just a junk of freedom that can kill my boredom
Block all the outcome of my do's
its all about breaking rules


I carry dark cloud of rain
inspite of which i miss the light
enjoy the rhyme in the write
at least for that I dont need to fright....

THE ONE

safety and serenity of parents
joy and fun with siblings
frankness and tedious talk with friends
warmth and silence love of teddy

is a avid request to person who should belong
for this life along long
i may be wrong for asking with greed
but this is what i always need

my insanity,stupidity should always sound
and i should find him being around
he can bound since being with him is quite beyond

share my pain when i fall like rain
care and wear those beautiful weathers
magician he shouldn't be just a very simple person
with a heart to love a girl
who loves him for life and talks always using US and WE
every story where only two people exist for life
and all she wants is being your wife

AMMA AT AIRPORT

Amma was near holding my veil from behind
she just want bring the time and rewind
at the airport we cry it has been a ritual for a while
i try to hold but i am not that bold.

I study at cold country far but lived with amma's warmth
kg to pg she still gives me same set of instruction
eat ,study and sleep and yes "your room "please sweep.
pickles and sweets packed in tons
from which i try to run
and i really like that fun .


That hustle bustle, yet you can go deep in her eyes
which tells you her love revise
and its a great prize .
tears atlast flood now because i am way to disappear for a time
that's sounds like no good rhyme .

2 days after this, call from her saying "when you coming back?"
what makes mothers so caring and bearing ?
may be i need to wait till i become MOTHER to know this clearing..

drug snug

drug snug

cones went blank
and color was black.
pain gore deep in my head
feeling almost dead .

i need that hug
in this ebony hub.
vane with grievous fug.

detritus life with this,
blood with no pus
down with this curse
i am no soul with out the
real dose toll.
bad pang i hold to this stand pole


cut pelt don't bleed on peel
and it can't heal .
hear my appeal
only with that powder seal
i will feel .


rehab won't adobe
and tab will be my stay for few.
don't cook the stew .
for the last or the least
if not i shall be a beast
just give me my drug
which i need to breathe
so that i can feast.

women =wife of a men?

Make so called love ,cook and work
which makes her feel what the f**k
she just don't need to plead
for all the fun she need

he walks talks as dealing the world
but the truth ,he is cold
cars,bikes and girls his fun
but she should always run for a son

men are from mars
proves he by being mean,arrogant,rogue slayer
dad and brother were never like this
or may be, with their wives ,ohh no pish

for him world has arose
home always felt grouse
he never gave she a rose
and carried a dirty pose

after all HE ,she is your wife
full a mother half like sister she is !
but he said wife is WILL IN FOR his END
and he also got less fund

she need to give a fee?
but y?just because she holds the family like tree!!
labor of child is hell pain which cant be paid
yet you want a money raid

leave he(him) start a life
show world woman are from Venus
VERY much NATURAL UNITED SOUL
on the whole
he who has no respect and suspect.
where's the aspect in living this marriage pact..