Not all problems come with a solution. Some come with bigger problems than before. How foolish of us to simply waste time in finding the solutions. We are the fool. Life’s been like that. Making a fool out of us by believing in so many unnatural things. Death is the nature and life’s merely a series of some random events, just like I prefer to call it as - “Asymmetrical swirls of events!”
You think of me As your future I think of you As my present Oh yes a present- Shabbily wrapped In a distance from me, In a distant future. What did we do In our past? What did we do to get this Lying in this stone cold bed Draped in a crinkled Sheet of our unspoken desires Under the behemoths of our egos Only to face each other From a distance But no where to look at. We are the maniacs honey By definition You are apprehensive And I’m in desolation. Past lives didn’t matter Present is unpleasant And the future is obscured. Oh Darling, We’re just one kiss away From Death and Chaos!
Under the moon light Over the earth Where the light has a dearth I feel a presence In form, the most quintessence Unseen but known Silent with a creepy tone Yes, there it is Moving with a whizz Beneath the lamp post There, I see my ghost…