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Pravalika Vayya Aug 2019
Who are you? nobody or somebody?
a specie called human or a
specie known by its name
if that is so,
you share your name with many,
who are you? nobody?
then why are you here?
a null is also defined then why can't you, says another
who are you? somebody?
if that is so,
care to mention that some, says another
everything has an existential reason, says one
then, why can't the existence alone  stand as a reason? says another
living aimless shouldn't be a reason, says one
then, why say "live without conditions"
and so goes the questionnaire with the society
at last found to be one!
is it somebody or nobody?
is yet to figure.
in world of ablutions sometimes we feel the void in us then the question raised in the mind are put into ink
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
Pravalika Vayya May 2019
Once in a while,
I come to see
How long it's been
Me stuck in sea,
Waves are trading
I am moving
It reaches the end,
NOT ME
Once in a while
I come to see
What's going around me
Not so far
Not so near
Everything ends in
A blink of tear
Doesn't it know
how to fear?
Always holding isn't near!
Some things are unavoidable. A day isn't a day when things are not there. Always found of them and the very next second they disappear, this makes us upset. Not only things sometimes missing a person also does the same. The only difference is when things are gone we complain, when a person leave we move forward.
Pravalika Vayya May 2019
Inner voices
outer choices
Complete chaos
Stuck in a riot
Inner thoughts
Outer taunts
Complete recant
Stuck in a rebate
TORSIONAL TOTTIONG
TRITE MY HEART!

— The End —