"LIFE HI TOH HAI"

Life takes a turn,
You get to move on the rings of Saturn.
High high the time dips,
takes the form of nailed lips.

Heart feels like how railway bottle gets crushed,
how the spices feel while it's in the grinder,
how you tear down the paper in anger.
But never like how the butcher cuts down the animals.

Happy-go-lucky turns into a raped but taped soul,
Nightingale turns into a dead frog's role.

You'll often feel be chopped off ,
But not like those child labourers.

The timeline might not be right,
Life may seem like a blank fright.
But there's always a way,
How terrifying is the problems' bay.

It's your life,
Whether you love it like your wife
Or cut it like the knife.

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" TOO GOOD A LAD"
He loved those souls well,
but was sacked like a foul smell.

Stood still in their cyclones,
but didn't find a soul even as a clone.
He was brimmed with tears all alone,
Losing th'm was his fear like a teen's phone.

The lovely pain swallowed his wrenched heart
destiny again hollowed him teared apart.
The soft-hearted got trapped when needed a lap,
The altruism virtued got stabbed when needed a hug.

False true blue enlightened the hurted heart,
Red beats of pain took out his shirt of trust.
Blessed are those who meet their soulmate,
Cursed was he who met his lone foul fate.

God's loved lad got his life now,
with no people like selfish knife around.

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IVY'S LOVER
It was shivering cold,
But made me feel sultry hot.
The storm was full of folds,
But the wind endured in hush knot.
In that sad drab cottage,
Ivy's yawping quiet rage.
The loved zeal sweetly yanked me from no where,to my beloved everywhere.
Ivy pulled me in that dark room,
It felt like her passion lies till day of doom.
She rushed into my arms,took out her vest in our screaming love farm
Untied her pony tail,
Her pale hairs on my white cheeks now.
Touched upon,soft lips-wet kiss, I fail
Jogged into memories and her kiss was a hiss now.
Couldn't avert that you came here leaving behind a billionaire's banquet.
Being fiery oratory for me at times,but it'll go in vain at final rhymes.
My one hand on her waist,with other I squeezed her dear neck,she dies for the world.
I saw no pain on her face ,not even a peck.
You breathed for me,you wheezed for me.
Did die for me to detach from the world.
Your pink cheeks'll blush beneath my kiss.
Will take a nap in your lap my beloved.
My love Ivy,we are ours
And we'll always be ours.

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" THE ENVY SOCIAL MEDIA"


We were sent to regain the authority,
We got lost in our pernickety.
But still were happy,
Until came that social media sabby.

Emotions got faded away,
Interactions took the sideline way.
We expect the response in no time,
Inner soul keeps waiting for us everytime.

We left encyclopedia,
Forgot the multimedia,
Got tangled by social media,
Never says wikipedia.

The labyrinth is a viciously squared planning.
This myth is a boundlessly small virus.
The invisible wall is now amongst us.
This phantasm tends to make the relations keep waning.

Manifesto of the skewed self-images,
Do upload status even for the foetus,
Pretends to be snappy and sappy,
Keep creating fuss but never do a talk with us.

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"SAD REALITY":

We don't find your deserts ,
We do find your icebergs.

U don't let us forget to quench the thirst,
As we are busy to extinguish the lust.

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"So_CALLED_LoVe"
It is the most exaggerated issue or the biggest headache for dilemma itself in the present generation.
Acc.me it's more of lust these days.
It's the law of attraction which is the king now and not that inner soul love.
Infact none of the love we people keep creating mess about is not actually love.
The way this issue has been tagged with the word "love" abstractly is absolutely ridiculous. Love can't be something which would be the origin of disappointments, despair, depression,polar hate-love, vulnerability and what not.
Let's nt get into the life's worst "ILLUSION"
and "TRY TO KINDLE THE EARTHEN LAMP INSIDE US"

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"WHY AM I STILL SINGLE?"
I don't want to bear any unwanted bulshit responsibility or liability it gets burden after sometime!
My parents are trying to give me a better life by earning out of their blood and sweat to let me focus on my goal...so that I can have my independent mind to think!
And by getting into the life's worst illusion of so called getting mingled....then I won't be able let my mind be independent of all those rubbish thoughts...then I'll be simply betraying to my parents and myself!
The mightiest time is there to take care of these belongings if I'd be honest to myself!

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Nothing is permanent man...
Highs and lows are always there...!
It doesn't matter whether success is final or failure is not fatal...it is the courage to continue that counts!
It's about matter of time and we must be well equipped mentally with the ways to hide the lows and ride the highs 💓

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"Stop going for others' syndromes,
Start browsing your inner chromes."

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Expectations of loyalty leaves us with unlimited no.of shocks and disappointments!

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