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Right Or Wrong

I am right You are wrong I am out of sight You always got the right song I am up for the fight While you sit tight Yes you are right Cause none of them know  What's going on I am not saying I am right What's right or wrong When death happens When eye dampens When truth sinks onto you When lies surfaces up When try gives up I am wrong Why so? I told you so That's why I know how so That's why Sometimes eyes are looking But blind Because they want to find What's in their mind Am I right? I am evil My mouth is venomous  So I was told I am cold not courteous  I bite  When I hiss Then don't piss  Where you are cordially invited That's getting dark Yes that's my spark I don't cry And then laugh amidst crowd Feeling proud Of a rotten kid Who couldn't smell a dying truth Beneath a nascent vermouth  I don't cry  I don't sob I don't show the mob That I am missing a door knob I have no fear at all I have lost a battle That I didn't get to win...

Nomad

She reads books,

Exchanges looks..

As she enters the land of freedom,
Likes every part of what she has become...
Compares with her past,
And falls in love with the contrast.
Away from the appalling crowd,
Following the direction were clouds take her...


As a Nomad...
She Chases every train,
Sits next to strangers..
Talks like a foreigner,
Her mood resonates to a day dreamer..
Until the journey comes to an end..
After which she is back to pretending..
to be an old dweller..
of the place she once came to visit..
As a traveler...  




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