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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 ...

Surrender

Yes I am smiling again..
Not feeling any pain..
Through dismay , distress , uncertain.
Followed the outstanding lane..
Yes I am smiling again..
The bruises all over driving me insane.
But the thrill has subsided..
As my mind has claim.
Not to continue running behind the train.
What you smiling at?
Am I hearing voices that don’t exist..
It seems you failed and you continue to persist.
Is this what you think?
Come on do your blink..
The failure is irreversible.
At this point I chose to be sensible.
Yes I surrender…
Go on..
Let me wander.

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