The merging of all
The detainment and my spirit
So aloof
That the retention of my feelings finding a way to fly!
An aesthetics of being alone
And whatever the label you put on it
Creates disaster
When u hit with tha faces of crowd!
O Lord, when is that day?
Is there even a day?
This distribution to me is so hazy
In comatose state
I feel dizzy!
Enrage the fire of anger
But dnt belittle me,
In the name of that love
That never existed
Tapering to the slightest of stir!
This is what i look like
When i trip on my heels and my feet bleed,
This is what who i am
A neglector of the pain, going on in heaps.
This is my friend the real face of me
Who pretends to be a reader but lost in the mountains of seas.
O yes, delusional is what they call it
I say, no **** no, this is what i describe it as Me!

We
The people
The incarcinate people of all times
A generation of false liberator
Decayers
Insensitive breed of wild of wildests animals

We,

Bring out the canines
That are innovative
In the type of brutality
That
Imagination seek help...

And than
We seek refuge
In the ***** of peace
The world on the verge of collapsing
We all are aware
Still
We are eating the core
Like an insomniac
Who has lost the mind
And chest dnt bind hearts anymore....

A night it is,
Strangest of all
Where the luminosity is generous
And the bleakness dnt fall...

My head in bizarre spin
Strangling in between the brass and gold
The murmurs are about the eruption of volcanoe
In this deadly freezing cold!

Justifiable is the lonesome, deception is more refined
I no more am doubtful, the love is atlast declined.
Sighs are the words, moans are now defined
The player is best on the stage, who dive in the bitterest of wine!

Everyone is deprived of the Love
He never had...