shy-shafin-fx
Voracious Reader | Müzik Addict | Green Tea Addict | Film Fanatic | / / I have got an earnest interest in reading novels, digital photography, International travel & I am passionate about innovation & creativity. / / When I’m not working, I like to play games especially Tennis. / / I do travel occasionally! But when I am not loitering around, I do my usual stuff - that is writing! I am more comfy to be known as a soul-traveler or soul-searching introvert who loves to travel inside the soul! / / http://about.me/rashidulislam
You are only interested in my outer shield
But you know – there is a heart indoors
And also a soul – that you do not want to understand
As you always say – Just blame it on the genes!
You have not got the time to look inside your mind
You have not quite got the time to open your essence!
From cradle to the grave,
You always want to own my defense,
You mark it; you name it as you wish it to be
one of your earthly possessions!
But let me clarify this – I am not you or whom that you imagine,
You all blame it on the complexity of the human race,
You even try to knot your mind with mine
whom had I never seen, judged or acknowledged!
Like merely a game, you cut off a piece of my skin
and in a fake philosophical way say
that it is another dimension of mine,
Although I always vehemently deny
that, My soul always wants to pronounce
that – you have made my life agony,
You have made my life busy in a false
way, you have never allowed me to imagine
even about what my heart says – about myself
& God, let alone about my essence;
In this day of perfect climate,
You are stealthily putting my corpse in another cradle,
Anyway, I only want to say that
My shell is all yours, you have all
consumed it! My mind goes with the shell as a bonus gift!
But my soul! That is all
I have got! Got to get away with it!!
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 2:43 PM UTC
A heart that’s filled up like being buried alive |
“Occupational hazards” that slowly poison you |
Bruises getting sourer than
an astronaut’s vertigo |
Bruises are left to be unhealed |
Sorry, Doctor! Your medicine isn’t working
Looking so sipped off and drained
Devoid of any humanity’s stain
Thinking of drowning down
the system that’s already dead and down |
We haven’t heard from them longtime and again |
But please let me take a more cautious,
loyal approach to you all over again |
A slow poisoning of carbide, formalin
to finally having pure, clean cyanidical mayhem… |
No vertigos and no more spinning please |
No vertigos and no more spinning please |
No vertigos and no more spinning please |
Peace with myself at last |
Peace with myself at last |
This is my final epitaph | my choking heartache |
No vertigos and no more spinning please |
No vertigos and no more spinning please |
No vertigos and no more surprises please |
But still what a wonderful feelings I had I remember now |
Such a wonderful heavenly bliss it was |
No vertigos and no more spinning please | (let me steer up to eternal bliss) |
No vertigos and no more spinning please | (let me steer up to eternal bliss) |
No vertigos and no more spinning please | (let me steer up to eternal bliss) |
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC