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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

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I keep wondering if you were real,
Or you were just being nice to me..
I keep wondering if trust is two way,
Or it isn’t an age old advice to me..
I keep wondering if love ever happened,
Or perhaps a rolling dice for me..
I keep wondering if failure is harder,
Or success lies to me..
I keep wondering if chastity is freedom,
Or honesty cries all over me..
I keep wondering if it’s going to get better,
Or the stage has portrayed a psychic actor..
A pleading wish while fingers crossed,
Wept over the edge as coins got tossed..
A choice was inflicted,
As the results got me tricked..
Nobody shall realize except me,
And it is me who can flee..
Nevertheless if it’s meant to be,
It’s going to happen within a walking spree..
Cause I can’t be forever true,
Without him not having the slightest clue.
Or among the very few,
Just keep wondering if only he knew..

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