But WHY?

Why do we love all that is bad for us-
Speed,primal fights,a golden cage-all that fuss.
The food that is junk
That brash uncaring hunk.
The fire contained within white with a filter complete
the smoke that may someday make us bleed?
That girl so conditioned,she has no clue
and that other who is always looking for something new
Coffee exceeding cups of three
giving insanely wise advice for free!
The anti elixir in a pretty vessel
Listening just to be heard – oh yes DO tell!
Music that makes us want to fight & bang our head
the one that extols feelings of dread
Why on earth why

do we rush where we must gently tread?


Cake on face!!

Not exactly a literary piece of work  😉  am just penning (or typing) these hastily thought lines cause well its just one of those moments  🙂

My hair is greasy
My face is creamy
They got two cakes they did
one good one kinda putrid
My friends assaulted
with the cake at sight of which, my tummy revolted !!
After them i went madly running
But in the end I’m grinning
I’m happy that they cared
& think on their Bdays they too wont be spared 😀

A Rebel’s ballad


A rebel’s ballad

I’m less if you are lookin for a pretty face
I’m more if you want all excepting blase
if you believe you’ll get to call all the shots
you should know you’ll receive pain lots
cause that’s what you’ll get for loving a virago
a crazed girl with her ideas even moreso.
Know this to be true its no lie;
It takes the devil in an angel guy
to get an angelic demon girl to love & trust
& theres divinity in even the worst.
So do you think we are good to go?
i think the answer we both already know.




I leave now, tarry not I
wishing not to wake a soul
wary of the last goodbye.
Of vows and promises;
& intentions of meetings
emptier still..

This need be my journey , my alone,
to each assigned a burden of his own.
So stealthily shall I remove my presence,
slipping from minds & hearts ;
 easily forgotten, an evanescence.
At dawn it shall be,
as though never existed me.

Wonder as I cross the threshold ,
how my absence each remaining will behold.
Should I be missed perchance;
would it be a memory stark,
or more so a blurry backward glance.

To the nomad within self do I now hearken;
& aver thus to attentive none,
from the melee there shall soon be missing;
 only one.


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