I have no idea
how it was.
It was so bitter that....
No so sweet to think
It bitter.
I have no Idea
How it was.
Eye closed, mind closed, hands apart.
I swear
I have no idea.

I have no idea how it was
This thing that
Lure me to
My senses
This thing that
Lure the level
Of introvercy.
I stand upright
Like a bough
Not a bow.

Surprising surprise.

Stealthily it comes
Sluggishly it erupts
Feared was i
Scared was i
Surprised I was
Its the suprising surprise.

No sooner had i seen it
Than i got shocked,
Shocked to the embers of
Fear.
That was alarming
Sirens all over my head
Its disturbing
This surprising surprise.

I got my self up
Ready for the surprising surprise
I am ready, i say.
Ready to bottom of my life
Please give me the surprise
Surprising me.
Its the surprising surprise.

Hey world!
Here is the surprising surprise.
So surprising to surprise you also.
Please forgive me in advance
Please sit on a firm sit
And wait shortly for the surprise.
Its the surprising surprise.

Okay! You know what?
I have nothing to say..


Isn't it a surprising surprise?
Yes it is.
Laughters upon you
And that was my
Surprising surprise.

Writing is a call to
Chosen few.
Writing is a choice to
Choosing oneself.
Writing is a monument
That discovers you.
Writing is an antique
Forever you preserve.
Writing is a cliché
That is never endless.
Writing is an intoxicant
That you always inject.
Writing is love
That you have to caress.
Writing is joy
That you earn I say.
Writing is death
That yourself you slay.
Writing is me
That me farouq I breath.
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I think expiditionary to avoid
Expiration
I whirl in the capacity of not getting
Nulls
I incur myself in the situation just
As a card joker
I shove my imaginations furiously
In a shovel
Hey! In me! Are you okay?
Thinking of slaying?
I smell doom coming my way
I sense gloom crawling like cray
My p's and q's undermined
Hey! In me! I QUIT!

Here comes my confession
A confession that is beyond your realisation
A confession that is not a misconception
Do expect a confession this momentarily
I say.

Here comes my confession
Please brighten up your gadget
Relax and move with this
Serious confession
Are you ready?
Are you?

Here comes my confession
Come closer
Eyes wide open
Ready to synthesise this confession
I bow for your time
Its a plea.

Here comes my confession
This a plea do not flee
Oh yes I am now ready
To give this waited confession
Yes waited by you....
Yes! you!

Here comes my confession
Shying temperatures rising
Oh My! I sense embers of fear in inner me.
Wait...
May this fear instinct be destroyed
Amen!

Here comes my confession
When I go to my room
Something strange I do
I fear to tell
This thing deeply disturb my level of paranoia
Do you want to know the thing?
Do you?

Here is my confession
Here it comes. ..
When I go to my room
The strange thing
I do
I commit
Opening my door with a key.
Oh this is strange
And this is my confession.

My beloved hermitage is under siege,
My beloved hermitage is under attack,
Who will save my hermitage?

The mayhem,
A fierce mayhem,
Invisible incredible unbeatable,
Roars roams and reigns,
All our strenuous efforts in vein
Who will save my hermitage?  

The mayhem in the shapes of human
Of the devil himself dressed in a suit,
Dressed in white you’d think is an angle,
No! don’t be fast in making conclusion,
For it could only be delusion.  

The mayhem bares its fangs,
Human pieces gone berserk,
A man beheaded by his own species
And symmetrically placing his head on the streets
To send untold messages to you,
Don’t know who?

The mayhem,
Reigning mayhem in my hermitage,
Leaving a trail of innocent blood,
Blood overflowing in our palms,
Rushing out our veins,
Staining the human race.  

The mayhem promoting impersonal initiatives,
Hooligans and hoodlums reaping where
They’ve never sown,
Marauding youths bringing mayhem in my hermitage
Acting like aliens from planet hell.
Who will save my hermitage?  

The mayhem has made
Humans go insane,
A mayhem beheading you, him and us,
Sending venomous fear chills
Masquerading us patriots.
Why this mayhem?
Why?          

The mayhem has become dubious
About inhumanity in humans,
Humans rearing mayhem in my hermitage,
People taking horrendous oaths
Oaths that are deadly and devilish.  

The mayhem sabotages My hermitage’s economy,
Pains and pangs of plights persists
Daunted and scathed with no Opposition…
Why this mayhem?
Why?
Who will save my hermitage?

I was obliged to a vow
This vow was an obligation
To commemorate my
Perseverance.
Persecutions upholds the level
Of transparencies
Consequences flamboyant to
My ideologies.
Preserve and perceive
The hollow tumor of my
Beloved radiant memory
I render a tender
To my self vender
Does it come asunder
After like striking thunder?
I bow to this vow
Obliged and compelled
A favor to my self I shotgun
Impelling this vow and
Disrespecting not.
The oomph of vowing and the zeal
To embrace
I heart this vow for betterment
Of me myself and I.
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