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Sukanya Basu May 2013
HECK....it fells great when u r all wobbly....
No sense but a happy feeling....
Dare you talk to me...won't reply u...
Drunk guy...dosen't make any sense to you...
Feeling anguish...sometimes LUST...
As i see those bodies shake and dance...
Need ...but i don't have any last chances....
To gain my senses.....
Heck...
AM. DRUNK.
Sukanya Basu Mar 2013
Carved in glaze and wicked grin
It stands in front of you
Behold beauty and darkness divine
Reflects you like a shining light
Who is this i may say
Proud, drinking wine, champagne
I'm great i've achieved it!
Knowing the lies inside
Grieving sorrow and revenge
Lacking all my friends
But all i am looking at is beauty!
My face so pure
So kind... so rich..
But lurking in tunnels of misery!
The devil had said that i had done the right
So i left the word there without a Fight
Doubting somewhere in my soul....
And my love had seen where i had been
Too far than too close.

Busy with my self
Shining eyes, sparkling glaze
Satisfied me and then haunted
Now here i was sad
To realize that its too bad
Too loose all the other things i had ever wanted.

To begin with is the love and heart
Which already had been apart
The day that the devil came to me
And on second thoughts
I almost forgot
What me myself was meant to be
And now i got the second chance
With all the will in my bare hands
I broke the face of misery...
It broke with a shatter
And then i had gathered
What happiness meant to be.
Sukanya Basu Jan 2013
I knew there was a look in your eyes
When we used to lay back in the valley of autumn and may
The sunlight made your eyes brown
With a dazzle proclaiming as glaze
But i forgot the sands of time
When you looked me straight in the eyes
And your eyelids dropped as you neared me
To caress me and my lips
And embrace what is love with a kiss
As your fingers brushed my cheekbones.....
Left me a shudder of pleasure
When ever you used to leave me
I used to think about it and leisure
The way that you brushed my cheekbones
Made you more beautiful with your blush
And tell how much you love me
And to remember events in the past
I knew you weren't daffodils
So many all together
Oh! what shall i compare thy beauty to?
I'd be alive for you for ever
And i knew in july and august
We had a fight on which we had to focus
And i saw you putting your lips on this other guy
But just when you started to brush your fingers
You suddenly refrained
When the other guy said 'I'm your lover'
You replied
'no! no! you'r not the same!
And then i was sitting in february air
When in soil love had sown
You surprised me and i was blessed in Eternity!
As your fingers brushed my cheekbones....
Sukanya Basu Jan 2013
I haven't thought about the fellow water waves
Flowing on a distant land in every step
The white foam, the blue face
Wipes away the sin of every ship
The pirates resting on wooden planks
Drinking *** and fish
Neither do they think of rusty slaves
Wearing torn and ***** rags
An also wearing sweat with every work
That they do not do on their wish
'land ahoy'! is all they say
And do not scold themselves for mistake
Yet keeps and eye on every slave.....
Even if they drop and apple
Or rumble a word in the food table
The pirates hold them for slay
And on and on sparkling knives
Cuts through rough skin
Being blood in disguise
Flows from wooden planks to the sea.....
And yet the sun has been a sign of hope
For, every traveller had to cope
To meet the land of treasures
Sun defines brightest light
Every happy kid flies a kite
And smile shows instead of fight
It has been known forever
Yet why is it that during sunrise and sunset
I see darkness brushing the trees
For injustice meet meets happiness
Where death meets hope in horizon
Is only when the sun meets the sea
Sukanya Basu Dec 2012
Am abnormal,what can i do?
I can't call u every minute and say am missing you
I want to love a gal, yet i am attracted to a guy
And with green day's guitar i wanna fly...
I wanna taste the chocolate dropping from your lips
And yet cringe away from your every kiss
Dont wanna waste time fighting with you
Cuz i know the end very nice...
You'll end up winning, nothing else
And you'll send me in my stomach butterflies
You'll get to a bar and get drunk up nicely
My blood slowly boiling, telling frankly..
And when the guy asks you for a dance
I just don't let him take a chance...
I get up from the table and punch his nose
And tell him hey man....that's how it goes...
Then like a hero i walk out of the bar
And then see you coming near my car
You clench my hand and kiss me hard
And say listen...we'll never be apart
And when my boy crush comes to me further
I say-" you are just like my little gay brother."




just wanna say people cant get perfect.....
Sukanya Basu Dec 2012
I don't know what to say 'bout her....
Even a crow would be sick..
Little do you know 'bout her features
Am sure you would act like this!
She walks out of a party show
Like a total cracked geek
Wears dress like a halloween show
And wears empty lipstick!
Oh heck she has white skin
Totally  pale like a vamp
But then it holds like a surgery
Oh! she's such a *****!
And she has huge fangs....
Which are sooo **** real!
BUt then people will have more than second thoughts
WHEEEUH! push away that smell!
She has blood red lips
But they are totally gross!
With no positive blood,onion flavored
And on lips...turmeric sauce!
And when she attacks a fellow guy...
She makes sure the guy is cute
And then she stabs a knife instead of her teeth
Like playing a guitar instead of flute...
Man! she thinks she's sexxy
But she has ****** mistaken
And then she walks with her heavy body
The guys think that the world is shaki'n!
I can say no more....
Cuz my neck's paining
Oh ****..now i get it!
The woman was not at all lying!
Sukanya Basu Nov 2012
Hurrying...pacing fast the time...
Can you hear my beats..its so **** loud!
What my time would be of value..
Standing on the mount of death....
****** **** me...beat me with a cane!
Do something, just don't leave me insane!
Cops crowding my doorway to listen to some ****!
Nothing, just those insominate fools!
I have also been through dark alleys
And the dead bodies have also been carried..
But have i cut my neck and fed it to the birds?
Trust me, this world is an opportunity not a curse!
Maybe you'll not be in a mt. Rushmore head
But yes...you'll get 10% of it...
To make your parents proud
With sweat and blood they cried out loud!
Just not to see you in the mount of death....
Just take a step ahed.......black.
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