Friday, July 29, 2011

Once in a while...

When everything goes wrong, its almost impossible to stay strong.
It gets so morose that you dont even feel like playing with your schlong..

What if you try to correct that what went wrong?
The more you try to fix it, the more it goes wrong.

Your soul, body, heart and brains (both) become independent characters.
Of this play where the script is being written by biased and filthy writers.

Throughout which you are nothing more than a doormat, an option.
You end up being a really cheap bid at this hurtful auction.

When you possessed a flower,
bees and butterflies around come to suck the nectar.
Now since it has withered,
they dont even bother to buzz and flutter around your sector.

You curse yourself, you curse every other,
but none of it makes anyone of them bother..
As you no more have your significant-other.

Each day each night, you remember that which you lost..
you know you learned a lot, but at an unimaginable cost.

Angry with yourself, with everyone around..
an anger you cannot show,
an anger that which you must not let any one know. 

They say, time heals everything,
but even that fhaker is relative.
Both in physics and in life.
For some it passes effin quick,
for some its more adhesive than friggin fevi-stick.

I am wrong, I make mistakes,
But thats no reason to make my life wrecker than the wreck..

Hell fhakh it, now go down and suck it.

Quote from Singham "Sirf Galti kya hai ye jaane se koi fharak nahi padta , galat ko sahi karne se fharak padta hai."
(Just knowing whats wrong doesn't change anything, but correcting whats wrong does)


Saru Singhal said...

Love it and nice Singhal touch!

manisha said...

well written...!!

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