Irresistible Love!

 I was never the queen, but you were born in the dirt

My best friend told me you are going to hurt

She knew I was self destructive

But I was trying to make my life productive

I didn’t like you but then I liked you

You are too intellectual, Oh cried you!

You are full of shit, your promises and lust

I never wanted to fall for you, but love is all so absurd

My best friend fucked 10 people

Love she didn’t find, what she made was a sequel

I took her path and traced the white horse

You were sitting on it to make it worse

I was blind but you were the asshole

Never admitted what you wanted, made my life a black hole

You trapped me in your false pretense

But I always knew you make no sense

I was all tired and torn to find a new one

You took me for granted because I gave you the Reason

I knew, I knew everything, I am too sharp

But the pain of loneliness made my life parched

I lied to my brain, I lied to my everything

That was the mistake, I made when the love was missing

Mother of an old friend told me to move on

“Your investment will expire long before that moron”

I follow the crowded roads

To find myself lonely

I wear my mother’s black shawl

To repress my monster’s growl

All the men including you made me a psychopath

I am not sure of my intentions, neither of my wrath

I live in the house, seven nine seven

And crave for the solitude, of heaven

Painstaking I am with a curse of procrastination

I have fucked up every approaching destination

My philosophy, my morals, my ethics, my shit

I feel so fucked up when idle I sit

Best friend told me I am better than any human she has seen

But no one else is this nice to me and has never been

Maybe I will stick to her

 And you can live life of a motherfucker!

Pseudo-Color!

At what moment in the time of your life you are convinced that you make a difference to someone’s life? To anyone’s life?

You know you are constructing everything precisely, you are chasing all the laws and ethics of being in relationship with friends lovers and family and also sentient of what is wrong. Maybe more than you need to. But in spite of everything moralistic, why have you been godforsaken from every person around you. You know how to talk, how to write, how to look good, how to walk, how to crack interviews and how to make people feel good with all your humorous, witty and expressive intents.

Then what goes wrong when you meet people? Do you suppress your shadow over your own unreal image that it paralyzes the eyes of the beholder that he falls into the false puzzle and assemble up all the strange pieces of your picture and leaves you all incomplete without any guilt?

But you were going all right, you knew what to utter, you did what society assumed you should do, you didn’t listen to your huge sense of self as per their bid. Nevertheless why are you the one still miserable?

Did you not understand the terms and conditions of life or you are just awful at everything? Everything that relates to revealing your real senses to the real world, do you never make efforts or you just fail everytime that counts. Even after rubbing kohl daily in your eyes, why have you never drew the perfect lines and coils?

Are you amateurish in the matter of life and relationships? Or you are just very ill-fated? Everyone is getting everything it seems except you. What is wrong with you, are you the one who you fear? A nonentity?