Why do we expect
When we are there together
Tangling each other's expectations???

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From the onset of civilization
Within nature's slaughter and propagation
One untold story
A woman's life history

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What to do
When I am the one cloaking myself out
What to do
When the spotlight is only on you
Shiny glitters of scarlet rose
Still, the garden has few worthless violet rows
Your art of pottery is quite interesting
The hide and seek
Among lump of flesh and bone is quite the mystery
Carefully carving
Smooth S lines of some fine curves
Yet blessed me with a decent family pack
Maybe...
In between your wife gave you a call?
Don't be shy tell me the story
Why are there so many marks on my body?
Yup! My bad forget about it
Don't sue this old nagging hag
For being nosy about it
Standing proudly as a display of
Prehistoric craftwork of calcium phosphate
We all sneer and laugh at each other
Weighing the puppets with ounces of hot red chilli and pepper
It's not a horror story
Just look at your x-ray pictures
Don't we all have those sharp V line and beauty features
Don't be afraid yet
Just look at those slick silver lines
Ha ha ha
Are not we all beauty queens..Beauty queens!!?

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Screams of the dying Phoenix
Ashes made of flesh and bone
Smokes with the stench of lost truth
We all have that Lil brat inside
Yet we all love to play
Don't we all seal the deal
With a kiss at the end of the day
The dying bluebird dances in joy
Leaving lucifer's mere play
Let the Phoenix rise again
But what we can say
We're measly pawns in the demons play
We are merely a speck of dust
On the floor in which the truth stays

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I touched the teardrops
Outside windowpane
Is the sky crying?
Muffling my pained giggle
The thunder is booming with rage
Is it that the sky loved the thunder
So the rain is leaving?

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We live
Among the hustle bustle
of daily horrors
Yet we pray deities
And of course, pay therapists
For dreamless sleep
Without night terrors.

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She constantly fights in the battlefield
Of shattered home and broken hearts
Answering the questions....
Is it right?
Should I wait a bit more?
I should give him......
Another chance.....
Right!??

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Sometimes the loudest voice also needs a pen to be heard

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