more than one
Keep your eyes on the page
Don’t look away
Don’t look at the ticking clock
Or the burning fire
Keep your mind clear
Try not to think
Don’t think about the deadline
Or the rising emotions
Just stay focused
Push through the block in your mind
Ignore the buzzing in the room
Stay in the zone
Keep your eyes on the page
Don’t stare at the clock
Or the scorching fire
Keep your mind clear
Don’t worry about the time
Or the raging emotions
Just get back to focusing
Stop staring at the block in your mind
Stop listening to the buzz
Get back in the zone
You couldn’t stop
Time just kept on ticking
The fire became wild
And your emotions took over
How could you?
I told you what to do
All you had to do was focus
Why couldn’t you focus?
It’s your fault
You should’ve managed your time
Why did you get distracted?
This world is full of 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨
I can't find a single piece of 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩
Is all about taking 𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐬
Until you find yesterday's 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲
Until you lose your 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬
And what can I say about 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫?
Who is the biggest mind 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐫
Whose job is to make us patient of 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲
They say work hard until you 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝
But from where will I get the 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐝?
People say today a 𝐠𝐞𝐞𝐤
Tomorrow a 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤
But I say today a 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐝
Tomorrow a 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐤
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why does the human soul punish itself
the more it braves the outside world?
are we that afraid of being known as who we truly are,
right at the molten core of our hearts?
we create new masks everyday to please someone
and not one of them fits right and they all hurt.
why does the human soul have so little faith
in being loved unconditionally?
Can't you feel it
It is in the aura
The panic and dubiety
Everything is shutting down
Our schools , malls and what not !
For it is corona
A blazing flame
And everyone in its way
The world calling for SPACING
That spacing which is vain
For the people of our motherland
When it comes to show up
The funeral of a warrior
With ultra attendants
Jolting with eachother
And approaching the dais
To have the glimpse
Of the warrior
For whom , the fear is unknown
He is not scared of death !
Crested helmet , drawn sword
" For the motherland "
People who are more active
are less likely to think about cancer.
Choosing confusing reusing
is the answer.
Spanking your child
is unproductive and cruel.
We may have been wrong there,
But hey! William Singer can get the kid
into a better school.
Pools and ponds are okay,
but avoid lakes.
3 out of 5 doctors
Do you have a problem (?)
Take this pill.
But not for too long
'cause it can ****.
Don't eat eggs,
don't use butter.
You can eat eggs now,
but not with butter.
It's okay again to use butter,
just skip anything from Laura Scudder.
Girls with long legs and short tempers
make better lovers.
Boys always marry girls
who remind them of their mothers.
Do these 40 things
to be a better father.
That's so last year!
Why even bother?
Women who wear wicker
Men who love their lawn mower
do it slower.
People who breathe through their mouth
as less likely to pick their nose.
Or so it goes.
50% of those polled
The other half shrugged
and wouldn't wager a guess.
We know it's a lot to process,
so just stick with us
and we'll guide you through...
more or less...?
all this study
for something I never loved
-in a world full of judge-
for an exam I'll never pass
and even if I did,
life wouldn't care a bit
counting hours before an exam I don't really care about but have to pass if I want to get my degree one day.
Written on November 20, 2019
Blue ink was no friend
Blue ink was the most boring plan
For the trees and hills Suzy ran
When Mama came with a stick in her hand
For months and years Suzy despaired
This forced acquaintance she wished to be spared
This Hulk of a character Mama'd personify
This waste of time, she knew not why
I just wanna be free, Suzy lamented
An uproarious laughter, with which she was greeted
Why do you act all so tormented, said this voice
Without blue ink, you will be mistreated
How do you carve a path of your own
How do you enforce a right you wouldn't have known
How do you right a wrong you don't condone
How do you condone life when left alone
To the books and pages Suzy ran
Devouring much material in the given span
In a solid colour, she saw a world of wonder
In its simple strokes, there was no more to be coaxed
In happiness and despair, Suzy was elevated
In health and sickness, she knew to be liberated
In company and solitude, Suzy was educated
In wealth and poverty, she knew she had profited
Blue ink had granted her the highest of privileges
For to live well, is to live with choice
A coveted privilege, with which we rejoice
I want to study the universe,
I love it so much that it makes me happy when I think of it.
I get curious what's happening everyday.
Yes, I want to study the universe,
But I don't want to be an astronomer,
Because the universe that I want to study is Youniverse.
"I been calling your name in this universe. But I need no space, I got youniverse"-Namjoon from Heartbeat.