Shoot

Its hard, hard not to see,

a face so dismal so not submerged in glee

I can see a face lamped off with no light shining on,

why is it so dark, like a horny bugger not enjoying his porn

It was your face I had in me a few days back,

I changed, but did I really change in that click

Sent you that message saying this seems our last,

If it happened with another I wouldn't be that flabbergasted

Fuck, fuck no it can't be that hard,

but I'm being myself, each time I tear apart

Keep repeating the same thing to myself each day and out,

That man you live life once, so rejoice each passing day

Mocked all along,

never found the REAL meaning to a love song

Never meant to be in that phase perhaps,

fuck this, I'll be content and not a lummox pipe

But each time I sleep I think of a face before those eyes curtain down,

And stay away from any emotion, that would make me a fucking clown .. kJ

Keep posting

Post it, publish it,

don't you want to make your stuff worth it?

You maybe called a "show off", or that flaunting dick,

keep showing, til they adore you with each like click

You will have that one like if you're not fake,

your sweetheart out of all, will share you on hers too

And call you and tell you, "Baby, I love you"

I wonder how is it to be in a relationship,

do you stay afloat, or do you sink like a doomed pirate ship?

Keep posting your thoughts on pen and paper,

but technology made you own a blog, and claim a post to your name, you winner

Love wisely, not slyly.

Relationship, 12 letter word depicts the mindset of numerous outside. Some have lost their identity being so much into this word, and some have worked their way into the history books of being secured later in life. The question is what makes a relationship work and what makes it spark out?

The answer could be given in books, discussions and interactions with many outside, but the REAL answer can only be given by yourself. There is no heart, there is just a brain to deal with all these bubbly emotions. Many ruin their lives finding the right relationship, in the process they've dated and done so many other partners, that they get used to the living, and when time comes to make that big decision, yes "Family Planning", you're too lost to be certain to hold one to one man/woman.

The mind has a job, to loiter around here and there, hence paving way for these emotions to seep in. Many instances have come where one is shattered to the core on his/her relationship not working, eventually leading to a rise in suicides or the psychiatric chart in the paper the next month.

The fault in it not working comes with the domination of one of the partners. Why can't you have a balanced play in it? Why is it that always girls need to compromise and give into this box? I must say that women today are dominating men, to such an extent that a man thinks twice before being a part of any such tag.

The image a man has today is of a sex addict, eh women? But I see women competing with them on that front as well. Respecting the other is the prime wand to a healthy relationship.

For me its respect, for you it could be trust and for the other honesty. FIND the chief trait and both of you should be settled on that, and you would come out not as two individuals, but ONE BEAUTIFUL ONE.

Love wisely, not slyly.

Finding myself.

Crazy? Yeah I am crazy, behind this source of emotion,

It’s your face girl, so hard to see, where you are, come see this loner?

I work out day in and out so that I release those toxins within,

Go near the cigarette, say fuck this, It aint that fascinating fiction

Come back to me; see I lie on this beach below the sand

Sinking each hour, like a heart without blood, shrinking so bad

I wrote, I write and I will write,

Not for you to like this damn note, but realize its worth, don’t get me jeopardized

In jeopardy of not seeing you forever,

See me now, I fucking quiver

Let’s go to that beach again, let’s go riding together

Damn, I’m out of thoughts, just like that pigeon without its feather

Crazy? Yeah I am crazy, behind this source of emotion,

It’s your face girl, so hard to see, where you are, come see this loner?

Do my messages go to you? Tell me, come on speak up

I don’t have all day long, read this and buck up

Im going away, going away one last time

Never to come back, or retract your head, into that merriment had we shared back then sometime?

Find all answers in another man now,

Because I’m gone to find myself, in that thick crowd

I was told to be alone, not be a loner

I will celebrate without you, because I have me, a trustworthy savior

I was crazy, but unlike my writing, I wont be no more,

The emotion within me is dry, it will unleash today, cause Il turn into a whore

And you'l see, and remember on watching me rejoice,

what you missed, my care, good bye, you left me with no choice ..

( This piece talks about how this guy cared and did eveyrhting but she never gave two fuck, she was only in her own den doing what pleased her.. Hence he decided to find himself as he had lost his identity, so he's gone searching forhimself, and will be her to her, and make her realize what she missed on)

Ethical Dream

Same place, same time, this year aint been that sublime

But unlike a dog's dick which stays stuck, nothing held me back to have sex with time

Moments came, I CAM too ;)

Life told me one thing, "Why is it difficult to love you"?

I reciprocated saying, "Fuck you, try it, and then you shall see,

In the mean time, I'l be here floating in the rough sea"

I had to swim to the shore fighting these waves alone,

No one came, only the fish watched me sail so cold

Alas, that shore, man it felt like I bought this planets most desired whore

Wet as ever, I walked that sand, but started sinking in more and more

Oh it was she pulling me, telling me Love me,

I said come later, I need to mend life, and go to my momma cos she weeps

But she pulled me in more, I looked at her, fell in and sank

Together we lived happily ever after, in that tank

Until I woke up, and my realized it was a dream I had,

My cock early morning was thick as Sunil's Mayo cheese butter franky in hand

Each day is making me want tomorrow even more,

Unlike you, who forced upon a tag, try living it the hard way, BROTHER

I cared like No one did, but Il repair faster than a mechanic's trick

And watch you pull many into your web and now,

Be the one you want to be known as, not as a tag, you'd carry between your thong. ;)

Time is running out, everyone busy dangling about

But there will be someone out there, who'll stop amidst this monotony,

And take you along !

You, beautiful one.

Quit Smoking, difficult, yes it is man,

Just like she lying there naked, but whats stopping you is that foreskin

Never the less, the sight makes me go away each time I see someone spark up,

But I don't know know I get reminded of the time, i'd really never start up

The nicotine was the start up, but ironically my downfall later in life,

So I'm here telling you all, its a dagger pal, a very lethal knife

Emotions will roll, so start writing for you to release the toxin,

The longer you store it within, it accumulates and eventually burns you in minutes

I find her, I find him, I find that one person to talk to,

but I'm stubborn too much, because I was told a fact too

That son, your cure is only yourself,

Hard moments will engulf you, dont escape them, don't evade

Just find the right way to sneak out, like you once did when your mother caught you with ur girl or guy ;),

And run about, or work out, because the head has a duty assigned, one being to darken the sky

And sometime you feel all alone, is it?

Just go down see the sky, and tell it, IL FUCKING FIX THIS!!!!!"

Today, I can survive without no one to me,

Its no arrogance, its the moment, apathy

Salli zindagi itni kamini kyu hain kabhi kabar,

Yeh sawal bajte rehega, tere sar mein baar baar

So do just one thing, explode but in a manner subtle and unharmed ,

Because tomorrow will be a new rise, you in a new armour,you in that place well planned

And the world will see you do the inevitable soon,

don't let moments get to you, be the weapon to those charring times, and eradicate pain, and sip the Blissful spoon

You walk alone, tomorrow you might be with someone,

But day after would script another story, so LOVE YOURSELF, BEAUTIFUL ONE :)

Rush to Glee

Rush, that adrenalin gushes through,

through those vessels, just like you speeding on back road, or that expressway, in that early morning dew

Why does it stop? Why does it make us the better of who we are?

Science could answer that, but I know for a fact its a good feeling brother

That sudden hit to your brain, when you see your girl with him,

or she sees you cheating on her, in that rickshaw, car, FUCK YOU SIN

What happens next is something you wish you never spoke off,

just let those memories pass by, just like another random fuck

Hate it when she calls you a mockery or a disgrace,

You only catered to her well being, in this life where you're treated as waste

These emotions, EMOtions, whatever you call it man,

Are attached to you like that essential file on gmail, which you can't remove nor ignore pal

They RUSH in from an epicenter being the brain or a heart, a question yet not answered,

fuck science, handle yourself, and learn how to be your master

Or you'd be stripped in front of your eyes with the world looking and fucking laughing you down,

Get up, run and remove yourself each time you feel you drown

RUSH by the trees and the cars across the road with those ear plugs shoved in,

and listen to your favorite song, just like what I am, while writing this note, friend! :)

You're all alone, only if you choose that option of out those 3,

The other being HAPPINESS AND GLORY, come on decide soon, because waiting on that table is the glass full of glee :D