Why don’t you know a sedative so perfect?
that will make me forget all you expect.
Am I imitating you or are you inspiring me?
Are you never gonna be what I aspire to be?
Self inflicted pain is your sole endurance,
though in this resilience, I see no assurance.
Are my dismal eyes holding you back?
or is it a confidential companion that I lack?
Why do you feel so choked with no
even when I know there’s green
beneath and blue aloof.
It’s not easy, questioning you on a mirror,
When at the end, we are the same with a tormenting error.
Never been flinched by a feeling of perish,
craving only for memories to cherish.
When esteemed words change their
dimensions. only circumstances carve their executions.
Who thought being negative,
would be every pounding heart’s motive.
Now prayer is only for life; not for salt,
an invisible evil brings the hustle to halt.
Normal is the distancing from a pretentious neighbour.
Possible is mankind’s break from labour.
No longer on keypads; stuck are the eyes,
siblings are talking to faces; where the fun lies.
End is the time of crystals and gowns,
mighty world gasping at Nature’s frown.
Where did we go wrong in our land?
the air we live for; masked by our own hand.
In the dark of the night, coping with the absence of light.
Wishing for a future so bright,
too faint to sleep tight.
Don’t feel the way,
as the world wants me to sway.
Try to swim along a still bay,
‘All in vain’, a common say.
Sore from the expectation, shuffling pages for cooperation.
Anxiety, the inevitable manifestation,
of some vile fulfilling obligation.
Have I forgotten to smell the flowers?
while my self obsessed curiosity wildly glowers.
Do I still see the sky in blue?
or paint my faint memories with glue.
Will the withered leaves ever become a giver?
or do I have to breathe in ashes of some dead river?
The beauty of a mildly blossomed landscape,
has long made it’s screeching escape.
The lost nature has made it’s atonement,
for the crime of providing such generous enjoyment.
See, stop, stare, isn’t he cute?
when you meet him, don’t be a mute.
Your shy body might be the reason,
fling in the air might be off-season.
The time with her, don’t miss out a moment,
After every blush, leave in a comment.
Kiss in the rain, lips so precious,
Some untold love, it’s beauty so luscious.
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Stabbed in the future, by repercussions,
All that finesse, the dexterity, the self-catering charity,
Fall prey to the misfortune of coincidental feats,
Fading away from within, the present second, a fogged clarity.