I don't want you anymore,
You've left my heart cut open; sore.
My knees go weak after I'm done seeing,
You standing there with her kissing.
I feel my stomach start hurting.
I'm getting a lump in my throat,
I can't seem to focus.
I dropped the cup holder I was holding,
Warm coffee drowns my snowed on shoes.
And that is when I woke up,
My heart knows what you've done.
But it aches because it also knows,
What I myself had done.
I deserve this.

गोदो खोनायोमोन
मिना दैमारिनि गारांआव जावले जावले
- सानसेदि सम सफैगोन
आं होनबा गोमोरलांफिनगोन-
निलुआ हुरा हुरा रोजाबोमोन
- बिबारि मोनबारि बिबोनां गदाय
.....
फै मोसानि बयबो सारि सारि-
सानजारां आयंआबो सानसेखालि
अल-इन्डीया-रेडिअ सेन्टाराव
मेथाइ दैथारहरदोँमोननो-
दाउ खौऔ दीपाली बरटाकुरा
रोजाबदोँमोन-
साल सिरिनि गायहेनजोँ
दुमबुर खावसानि उवालजोँ
सौलायबाय हनै आनावमोनहा।
निलुनि सेर सेर बिग्राय दायाबो रोजाबदोँ
- दाया आंनि नङा रजे
आंनि नङा.....
गोदो जानजि सेरे सेरे बर' सिख्लाफ्रा
बिसन फुयोमोन
गंस्रो गंस्रो मायखौ गायोमोन।
दानिया- बुंथाव जालिया.....
दाहोनाफ्रानो गैलिया जेराव
गोदान दाहोनाफ्रा बेन्दोँ लाना
हाब्रु नांसि नांसि आलि खोनाय।
सोनाबनि बार बारबोदोँ
अब्लाबो साफ्रे सुफ्रे मडेला सोमोनांसिन
बहाबा खोनादोँमोन आं-
सेक्सि सेक्सि नोँनि सोलेर
.....
खालाव खासाव सना-
बेयो मा मेथाइ?
बेयो मा मुगा??
दानि सेंग्रा सिख्लाफोरा बिजिरनो हाया
थार्ला बुङो जाबा दाजा
बादायलायनायनि मुगा; जा हायो।

... on the other side  :P

Money don't grow any greener
The mean streets are getting meaner

Come and get me pretty please
When you find some grow on trees!

Wake up! Smell the Dunkin Donuts!
We're in the Twilight Zone
like robots...

Every cloud is silver lined
Even one that's in your mind

And when you find
fate's shut the door
You'll find a hatchway...

... in the floor!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015

"Poetry rhymes"
that's what they said.
I tried it a hundred or more times
until my fingers were red.

I tried writing about you -
all the things we've been through.
I made memories into rhymes
but not once did you materialize.

Finally I realized that's not what it's about
poetry is something you can't breath without.

Poetry is making someone else feel
all the **** that you've endured.
No, poetry is not about rhyming
and of that I'm sure.