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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 ...

Labyrinth

I fell down
amid the streets 
got up
dusted myself
wishing 
noone had seen
how I have been
wishing a path
to light beyond
this wrath
to fight beyond 
this aftermath 
but nothing so far
wishing for 
the next turn
after this heavy run 
that can predict 
that the fall can be fun
wishing for
lesser bleed
that doesn't stain the meed
but only
calms down the greed
within that
speaks of being sober 
wishing for
greater stride
when I climb down 
the mountain of pride
while I see faces
that grinched 
at me over and over
wishing fate
to debate
until after
the slate to
be wiped clean
from constant slaughter
wishing pain
to be part
of very much
everything
so that you 
aren't left alone
under a sad looking stone 

*pic courtesy pinterest art collection

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