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Feb 2018 · 532
The Rant and the reply
Shobhit Feb 2018
Howdy mate, you got some time?
I will buy you a drink,
90ml neat,
if you be a lamb, old sports,
and lend me your company prime.

You see, I am dazed,
awfully blazed,
stunned to the core
the things you will lore
makes me want to tear this heart,
and pull the strings apart.

Don’t you judge so soon,
for I have the calmness of the moon,
but you know the whole story,
how moon survives on star’s glory,
and  the cosmos has been rude,
and I don’t mean to be a *****.

For it gave me my sunshine
so gorgeous, pristinely divine.
But feels like entoiled by the fate,
oh, how badly I hate
this bafflement, I have conceived,
unable to let go things I have perceived.

Doesn’t that make a demon out of my soul
unwilling to let go the stigmas
and let love be my destiny,
my gift and my goal.

Wait, don’t leave, please stay
the refill in on its way,
Will you speak, if you wish,
say words I am craving for,
that will strangle my dilemma
and all my pain will perish.

ummmm…
you are a colossal idiot…..

yes, not to miss a whiner, so profound
stuck in someone’s past,
who is gonna make you feel warm,
and hold you till the time unbound.

I spit on your coffin,
if you could ever afford one
for doubting her sanctity,
you pathetic hypocrite *****.

Yes, the left behind in the past
and there is so much to hide, in fact,
she opened herself to you,
coz she had her integrity intact.

She could have had with you her way,
and left you in utter dismay,
but she chose not to sting
coz that is not her thing.

You don’t yet understand her, do you?
Else, you won’t be in this lousy place
in a tuxedo that you rented
talking to a stranger, seeking solace.

Don’t get cold feet, have some pride,
Don’t you dare let her slide,
coz I have a woman, to whom I surrendered
and life has been one dreamy ride.

Now, here she comes,
cradled in her fur
I am so sure about her,
you too don’t be a blur.

Do the right thing,
I hope you will,
the *** is gone
and here comes the bill.
Feb 2018 · 211
Your Fallacy Feast
Shobhit Feb 2018
The table is ready
with boats of my delicacy
I apologize for the burnt,
for my blunt efficacy.  

it was not easy
to carve me-self inside-out,
serve you shame for starters
with deeply fried doubts.

You will find them fulfilling
coz of all the grease
but,save your appetite
for a lot more to come at ease.

I see your eyes wide open
and you drooling like a hound,
guessing what will come next,
will it be my roasted rebound?

or perhaps, maybe you are on a diet
and wanna have something light tonight
like Some salad of my malady,
or a cobbler filled with berries of my plight.

Yeah, I see the drops of apathy
as you feast on my saucy loss
Not even masticating with your conscience,
just Washing down with La’poor wine you brought.

With that last morsel,
I am out of all the sizzling regrets,  
all the smokey condemnations,
all the crunchy identity threats.

While you burp out your utter respect,
your voice is all freaked up,
you so excited in fact.    
coz what I just fed you,
you wanted it so bad,
now you got enough munchies
for your homies, your lads.

but you my boy, don’t you leave
without the souffle and the cake
one is stuffed with my imagination
and other have frostings of my self-respect
of which, you have got none,
for you were my guest.
For all the sadists in your life

— The End —