bitter, bitter is the taste
of your false promises
dirty is the scent I smell
so many I have seen
but they mostly have the same
blue vision, the water
the wind and the sun
suffer the same pain
when they go through
this dubious world.
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In both the addiction cases
After being burnt from the timeA cigarette lighted with fireAnd love with desireSo smoking is injuriousBut love is notAs it burns till deathIn pleasure, in delightWhereas smoking ends up at buttAfter being puffed up with smoke and light.
Squeeze not beyond the limit
Get not absolute powerIn the ring of lifeI shall make it poisonousLet it be love in excessI am the key factorTo make your lifeLovely and sweetKeep me in your senseBalance is my good name
In the bank a boy
a splash in the pond
The essence of love which I find
But the words of beauty are wagging a warThe line breaks along with the love grammarRhyme, rhythm of heart beatMysterious music eyes mystic.Spelling of smelling is a malapropismThe charm is a mesmerizing problemThe simile is the walking like a catSlim body is the punctuation without fatYour arm is the connotation of warmnessYour word is an…
These witches are not letting me go
Weaving words into netNets into thoughtsPure and green, holy like themI rise up from my warm bed just before mid nightThey are all calling meTo supply a glass of fresh waterTo the world of thirst and hungerA gust of wind with a bit extra oxygenTo the suffocated, breathlessPeace of mind to the worldTorn with mistrust,…
We are in an age in which
And fondly we term this art selfieTo admire, to appreciate and to praiseThe merit of self clickingAnd the beauty of the face of the selfTill late the sound of our own nameWas the sweetest songNow the sight of our own faceIs the best place to stand and take a glimpse.