Don’t tell me.. (Incomplete)

You might see me as an injured person from afar. You might get worried because of the blood and the bandages everywhere. But Do not ask me to open my bandages just because you are a little curious to what is inside. Trust me when I tell you that your curiosity will end in a… Continue reading Don’t tell me.. (Incomplete)

My Love

My love, you see, if you were not occupied There would be no reason for my love to hide Although my love for you seems to be crystal clear The present circumstances do not favor us, I fear And everyday we talk to each other with a friendly face And everyday I’m dying to disappear… Continue reading My Love

I Dream

I dream of a world made of chocolates and cake Where there would be no hunger And people can eat their fill anytime they wanted I dream of a world where science triumphs Where one believes in oneself Rather than an imaginary deity of some sort I dream of a world where true love wins… Continue reading I Dream

Why am I not worried?

Please tell me, Why am I not worried when The world around me is filled with blood stains? When people do wrong for personal gains; When only a hint of human morality remains. Why is it that I do not feel like crying? When so many people around me are dying; When I see people… Continue reading Why am I not worried?

The Violinist

As he laid his head on her cold shoulder She ran her finger tips across his neck. She searched for a pulse, as he grew colder And waited – until he was no longer awake. She then took out her lean long blade And ran it slowly over his apple’s end; A loud shriek, which slowly,… Continue reading The Violinist

Sanity

From what i view of today’s humanity I’ve started to question the concept of sanity For people today only speak of greedy gains And I wonder if I’m better off insane

Loss Of Innocence

The innocence that I saw in her eyes Has faded away as the time flies. The innocence that I loved in her, is no more; It has been taken over by pride so sore. And her hair, her face, her smile, her breast, Her hands, her legs and all the rest Are all the same… Continue reading Loss Of Innocence