The ambiguous Mr.Schrödinger, who claimed the poor kitty to be living dead! created a chaos in the Vienna valleys, only if he had not used the oxy ‘moron’ only if he hadn't dared! Then went the cat, to be found missing, the deafening silence down the road, with its absent presence. Mr. Schrödinger being a … Continue reading !Oxy ‘Moron’!
I may fight I may lose The battle to prove I may stand I may fail What they say is an easy sail I may skip I may drown They may complain that I frown I may waiver I may faulter Doesn’t mean I will slaughter I may risk I may rest Even before the … Continue reading I am not always wrong
How will it matter at the end of the day When I will question if I hit someone or I snapped on him at the bay! How will things change if I say That I made someone cry Or would have I acted differently if the day could replay! How will it affect someone When … Continue reading Master war or master love!
When you give your best And the luck seems to fail, And the wanderer down the road Strums another tale! When the prayers are heard But don’t come showering down And another girl cries For that balloon and frowns! When the song seems perfect But the rhyme doesn’t match And you see the goal, But … Continue reading It isn’t it always!
This poem is just a reflection of what I had been exactly feeling since a month! It just got building up till I had to sit and introspect and pen it down. What exactly here is that life isn’t easy, it’s merciless, it’s unfair... the inevitability cannot be escaped! What I did to fight it … Continue reading Inevitable helplessness!
Iniquitous demons, Hark! The dolled up evil, Veiled under innocence Of ignorance and oblivion! Beware a psycho! Dancing beside you Or a lost spirit Pulling you towards inexperience! The deceptive halo, Of light under dark, And a superficial hand coming towards you, That elements with the winds when you reach out! Lost in the love … Continue reading Psycho beings
It does not matter that you were able to rise up to the top rung, what matters is how majestically you rose up!
Bottles of champagne, and cigarettes ima smokin’ tracks of Thomas Wayne, Life seems to be jokin’ diamonds on tha floor, gucci and versace’s tags off my bit***s layin’ around, with bottles of smirnoff! wearin’ those hot pants, but yep im a virgin, life be me mockin’ these bit***s have ruined me- and that is for … Continue reading Now Cry me a river!