I have kissed boys

Girls

People in between

But lately I have been kissing bottles

Their lips are colder than yours

But slowly I have realized that the pounding headache when I wake is less hurtful than the shattering in my chest

Yet as these toxins rush through my veins

I can't help but miss the tracing of your fingers along my skin

Miss the numbness of the world when you lie with me

But when I wake I remember that a headache is treated with an aspirin

While heartache

Well if you have a cure for Heartache let me know

Have I been hit by a Kryptonite or have I become institutionalized?  
I wonder,
Have I lost my charisma or forgotten my dawning?
l wonder,
Have I lost my dreams and passion while hittin' the road?
I wonder,
Have I been to off- a track from the road like a ship sailing without a clear aspiration?
I wonder,
Have I lost my heat become cold or am I just Li'l bit warm?
I wonder,
Have I become a person who has become abstracted or have I lost agglomeration?
I wonder,
Am I feelin' rigid to walk across the unknown arcade or am I petrified of bevy?
Or Have I been walkin' on the road whose destination is unknown,
I wonder,
Have I been too much gratified in own injunction, or have I been consigliere scanty,
And I keep wonderin',  wonderin', wonderin' and wonderin',
And Yet I yearn for the prodigious flourishin' sprightly inside of me,
twiddlin' to the thumb for a wondrous glaring epoch to ensue.
                                                   - #RajendraRaiChamling
                                                            NEPAL