Saturday, May 14, 2016


I have laid to rest for forever,
My unfinished Bohemian Rhapsody.
The music that haunted my soul,
I was searching for its echo...
Finally realization struck,
It was a fantasy!
Love was never meant to be,
How could it grow unto thee?
Of all the choices that lay abundant...
Why did This have to be?
Love was always the stardust of yeasteryears,
A shadow,an yearning...
But the cold fingers of reality woke,
As autumn swept away all the glow.


Its a daily fight,a war to kip the sanity intact.
To put a mask and not complain.
To just be and not exist at all.
To die so that u dont have to live.
Living costs breaths,air that u cant afford to have.
To kip smilling is a luxury that i indulge n excel,
To defy your authority ,before you break my entity n banis my existence.

More or Less

The more u shout,
The less u become in my eyes.
The more u accuse,
The less I trust.
The more u insult,
The less I love.
Yet u dont grow up.
You cant control,
You end up breaking the little that was left in me.
I dont loose,but you shall never know what u lost.