Smeared were your lips
destroyed was my soul
love was beyond physical
tired we rested on roof above
stars were few in the night
some couldn’t bear our shining sight
you looked at me,I looked at you
we burned brighter again for round two.
Smeared were your lips
destroyed was my soul
love was beyond physical
tired we rested on roof above
stars were few in the night
some couldn’t bear our shining sight
you looked at me,I looked at you
we burned brighter again for round two.
They asked him,
Can you work in stressful situations?
Can you cope up with workloads?
Can you deliver when promised?
Are you intelligent enough?
Time and time they grilled the shit out of him
But in the end they smiled and asked
Can you think out of the Box?
To which the guy excitingly said “Yes”
and then they kept him
in a cubicle
for the rest of his life.

If you had only one option
a bullet to the head
or one to the heart
which one you would choose?
assume you won’t succumb
the one to the head will be quick
but would make you insane,
the heart would rage and take over body
nightmare will be full of emotions
and the one to heart,
would make you a living corpse
with no feelings.
Like a puppet dancing on a tune.
hymned far in the darkness
What would you do?
Would you succumb to Chaos?
or die waiting for one?
In the drops of rain
and the wind that blows
in the bees humming around you
can you listen ?
In the tears of a kid
and a dog that moans
in the pigeons that fly
can you listen?
In the heart that beats
and whispers of the night
in the dreams that were murdered
can you listen?
In the life that goes
and the life that is left
in the time that remains
can you listen?
In the voice unheard
and the voice rejected
in the regrets if not listening
can you listen?