"On my god, whats that roar?"
- its the love stuff babe, you are looking for ;
**** your collar up and shout out the show -
"Nooo, i doubt will it announce the ***?"
"What's going on ? What's real or fake?"
- Relax honey its the purple lane -
"Oh! a ball of sugarcane or slime?"
- chuck all mothe"r"fucke"r" -
( LET'***** A LINE )

It was just like a war
When unexpectedly it was flawed
packing all the stuff,
it was dream when OTP volwed
3116 and the KM started proceeding
with the psycoactive sight
I had him beside playing
the tracks which went unintresting
as warmth of travelling together was more cherishing
6:24 AM the driver dropped us
Dehradhun! My,love huged his bread
calm and refilling both retained and
fed me with immensity of togetherness.
<3

I choose to be an ignorant freek to you
why the **** my thumb types back on you
Is it you who makes me feel less worth in street
or
Is it you that gives me lessons to fight back for esteem.
What should i say to myself?
what should i convey to the space inside the mind shelfs?
And then there is me diving again
into the mute voice
scattering the pixels caught in dimension of the "subway"
that connects the ultimate source of art,
The Heart.

And innocent heart
keeps the shelfs filled with goodness of invisibile atoms you blow from far
  which enter inside my brain and regards
   by altering away all the siniater
migrants apart
leaving virtue symbols of faith, hope and hault.

Alas, I stayback and breathe the air you blow
which is still unseen to know the true node
And so i read back the lines again
entering into the shelf of the mind games
switiching the lanes
I go back again through the subway
to ask the heart the remaning pain
that
the shelf is still empty with sublimations
and
haunts for only one collection
and so it says
You, or you?
answer would never get open

And when i notice that yes my heart is beating,
And its useless thinking of you because its only my foolish mind diverting my thoughts from reality and dream of you again.
But yesterday it was magic
When my tears dint stoped and thought for your name again and again,
That my cellphone ranged and it was your name reflecting to take the call again.
Its there vibrations and emotions
Its there love is there.

And its only a one life
We all are living it for the first time
Same human cycle
With emotions soo true we all got sad and happy, still the same!
Hey people i love you all
And i love myself
And if its the humanage
I see everyone, if you are a star or a common folk
We all are living life for the first time
And i believe we all rest in peace.  
<3

Its been only 5 days,
I remember how i use to fight,
Fight for only one thing
Love from parents, but more love from friends,
And in search of depth,
I forgot what i really missed
I missed myself my boosting capabilities,
I remember how i use to love myself...

:') .

Harmless but hardness!

Walk, the way you talk,
Talk, the way you walk!
Originality hurts,
But its pure.

Entering into the old age
Years passing like a boardgame
One dice of 3 other dice of 6
Gliding gliding all we sight.
Miracles are strange,
No such happiness so easily to gain
Jumbling and cumbling all our way
I tried to be and stay.
Still darkness never lead me aside
Its our journey of life.