Something is wrong with me,

I don't know what,

but I am different,

I feel different,

I don't feel like I fit in,

There is no place for me,

not in this society,

I am sorry,

but I am not -can not- be,

who you want me to be,

I am different,

Something is wrong with me,

I don't know what,

But something isn't right,

I am sorry,

I am not who I should be,

sorry that I don't fit in,

I can't help that something is wrong with me

Have you the slightest idea of what
It's like to have a person you love
dissolve into madness?

He dove in head first to a bottomless
pit of insanity.
& no matter how much we try.
We can't even send him a memory of
what the sun used to looks like.

Let's say you have a different outlook on life,
& the people you love most tell you it's not real.
That you're demented,
and everything you see as real isn't.

Then arises the question:
If perception is key, when does it become a reality?
What is real?

& if physics is correct,
this is all just a probability.
If so, then why does it hurt so much?

Silently you keep on walking fast
Bursting like bubbles that dont exist
You come and disappear like a shooting star
Tilt in directions against all my will

Slips from my hand like desert sands
You Affect the life of a million men
Like a gentle raindrop falling down
You make my past look dull and brown

You wont stop for anyone
For moon or stars or for us none
Look our time has just begun
Livin in its moment is what makes it fun

You have the power of almighty god
To paint a rainbow or set a sun
To give a birth and make him run
Or take a life and give him peace

You are the necessity of all our needs
You  start an evolution or make it seize
You are the witness of our ugly wars
Or our long everlasting history

You wont stop for anyone
For moon or stars or for us none
Look our time has just begun
Livin in its moment is what makes it fun

You act like a rollercoaster giving me thrills
Cant stop keeping an account of our daily bills
You run fast while my warm gentle kiss
Wont you care for my grief or bliss?

Time my friend is your standard for
To keep a check on these endless hours
And I wish all will spend it wise
It cant be brought back like a melting ice

Trapped 'tween
  adjectives' objections
succumbed to
  long-windedness,
snared 'neath an
  expanse of circumlocution,
paraphrasing periphrases
   buried under layers
       of technicalities,
all in a day's multiformity
   working midst the madness
           of poetry's sublimity

You are a metaphor for me
Words are flashing before my eyes
Every book I read,
I find you in every character...
Yet when I fill pages about you,
not one makes sense

We have a heart so big
to love someone passionately
but still not enough
to help the poor with some charity.

Better to die with God than to live without God.

When I return home
bird chirps nest breaks rest
smiles waft free windborne
air wears look of fest.

Babbles she how was day
if I had timely meal
or forgot in rhyme's play
doubt she always will.

Merrily she chats her mind
tidbit honest gossips
weariness recedes behind
break in smile my lips.

Betwixt I slowly undress
she wants not a word missed
I don't leave her place
sit in towel for twenty minutes.

Can't say when sweats dry up
spent is this sweet span
cold gets hand's teacup
by warmth of heart's woman.