Pencil gave a fresh start in the same page everytime
Pen gives a fresh start with different pages everytime
Jivan-in the non living-
She changed her destiny everytime with the pencil
She is living with what she wrote with the pen!!!
Jivan- in the non-living-
The pencil breaks, sharp it!!
The pen breaks, change it!!
Jivan- in the non-living-
The pencil wrote, "Wish I could grow up!"
The pen writes, "Wish I never grew up!"
Jivan- in the non living
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At times,people are home....
Yet the time passes by,
Searching for one...
Through social media
Through letters,with its ink fading....
Or in photographs....
The happiness within gets scattered....
Mixed with loneliness,unsatisfactory vibes
Gets adulterated....
Though I am ready to trade with one...
The bearer seems invisible....
And some even without one!!!
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Me, a temperament aroused from the corpse.
Drench it on that sweat, make it drip
Oh, that thirst, baby!
Clench my neck and pour yours on...!!-
Your suit maybe a tuxedo.
But hey devil!!
Wear that invisible armor real tough...
Your breathe...
Ought to pass through the odds!!-
Stop brandishing your words....
If it's heavy....
You will be the one getting hurt!!-
She kept her hair untangled....
To keep her glamorous curls intact...
The day she brushed her hair...
Her life got smoother....
But attractive no more!!-