Disgusted by choice I've made
Why I've spent time on you all,
You've squeeze the giver in me
And juiced my mistakes to fall.

Your minds are troubled
Stinking with drama and negativism
Gossipers of the universe
Narcissists of your own realms

And you did not see the benefits
The takes you have tooked,
As you circle you own galaxies
Far too righteous flukes.

Self centered tendencies
Never dwelled on the company,
Because you all are selfish
Self centered tyrannies.

A man's ego is a thick wall
Covering his vulnerable soul,
Protects him from shivering
From the outside cold.

It is his coach, and his captain
As well as his life's  good coach,
Protecting the his exteriors
From his fragility he never boasts.

As soft as the clouds wandering
Through the dust of the city life,
Same as the careful veins
Embedded in a womans' soft heart.

Snugged in his vicious tongue
With every word in his gauntlet
Warming his soul away
From any dark and cold blankets.

Like diamonds you try to dismantle
And see him break at once,
As he snaps to put the pieces back
But the cracks can't be undone.

As far as your day goes,
Troubles will lure around the corner.
Timed to test your metals,
Ignite your mind to open
Towards a kind shower of ideas
Utilizing IQ and EQ in balance.
Defining your character in crisis
Empowering calm decision and basis.

These legs are built for running
And these eyes are not to see,
And the heart has tendencies,
We run away and never keep.

As it all strives hard to evade,
Away from everyone at all cost;
Making a spectrum of a distance,
Running away but never lost.

And every step is a journey,
it touched hearts I say indeed,
But everytime it moved forward,
It steps on an ego that pleads.

For this heart can never be a home
To bear fruits of your likeness,
Nor to endure a pattern of pain,
It shall forever remain free.

And these feet will remain running
From all the debris of the past,
Leaving a trail of unsurpassed legacy
In an alien like cemented cast.

And these eyes are focused every time,
As if it never was,
Dilating at occasional times
But never losing grasp.

There are eyes that see across
And there are ones who see the good,
But I'm not one to see,
The world's cruel and rude.

As the eyes, feet and heart
Will never be tamed and stationed,
Pointed at a target
Passion is the king.

And I will keep on running away my dear,
And you keep on being at my side;
I guess that's the way it goes,
And there are eyes that are just blind.

Your bassy voice
that grunges on all ears
across the long hallway

Your feline mantra
Through your themed party
Slices to my butterflied stomach.

Paralleled by your charm,
infinitely looping in
through sweet spoken words.

Shining through
your bright shimmering light
reflecting to your flowery skirt,

As you entered the room
your glance and down cast stare
makes me feel the thirst.

for your never existing touch
your caress and feelings
in my dream, in reverse.

for your face that brightens us
is misunderstood through your words
that face, launched ships plus a curse.

Worked hard for the money
But I ain't digging no dough,
I planted precious seeds
With my bare hand plough.

A scattered debris lost in wilderness,
Like a shipwreck in an open breeze.
You only remember my face
When you've consumed your cheese.

This credo is much draining
And understanding is lost page,
You only have your struggles in stories
And you don't cared on my fate.

having true to words and promises
Is a long lost line in your books
I am oppressing the evil
Ideas of the modern day crooks.

She's a clumsy feline,
A producer of selective shivers
In sheer long glares she gives
Untimely soul feelers.

Which creeps through my bones
Since the last days of winter,
A clutched wanter of deeds,
In an almost sold properties.

She dusts me with her coat
Golden as the sweet summer sun,
Brewing my sleepy dull senses
Like a good coffee and a bun.

For I have told her factually
That these eyes are mere blinded,
But the instincts are sharpened
From the good old days I've reminded.

Come home again, she invited,
To the capital of hope and romances.
As she metals in and moans in discreet,
Then blast me with a little furry treat.