LoOpHoLe

A  pin prick,
All that was required
Was a pin prick,
To break the ice
Underneath which was stashed
All my tears.
The glass was full already,
On the brink of bursting
And all it needed was a pin prick
To break it n let all tears loose.
They flow like a river today
Tasting freedom after ages.
Out they pour, and mix with blood,
Which flows from the cuts I made,
Bringing me back to where I had been
Months back fighting myself and reality.
It’s no end, nor the beginning,
To anything,
Nor will it ever be.
It is...
Merely a loophole, which I’ll walk forever.

~k~

Freedom broadway

            

Creeping forest, trees lying low

It’s calling out to you, but

Stabbing and scratching when you come near.

Its shady arms engulfing you,

Surrounding you, succumbing you.

A net, a trap to digress you from your path

And keep you here, forever m’dear.

It’s foggy lanes, trippy paths,

Keep looking down, don’t fall in their trap.

All you need are your stealthy steps

Which won’t tremble and knees won’t buckle.

Keep your eyes low, boy! Keep your eyes low.

Don’t let them enchant you

And keep you for themselves.

Keep going ahead, keep walking don’t stop!

Or you’ll be left back

And made to wander among these woods.

Lost and miserable

To the point of hallucination

Where, you will be left with dreams

To freedom.

~k~

Those Three Words

The three words, supposedly magical,

The entrance to fairy tale worlds,

Dreams, fantasies and self ecstacy

Where the story starts from words and stares,

Continues to emotional sagas.

Where promises are made, and lifelong

Unwritten deals created

To fool yourself with invisible charms

Which, in your wine of love

Forgets practical life and rational decision.

Where love for our peers suddenly vanishes

And you believe one love is all you need.

The love in your heart

Sprouts chicken wings on your back

And makes you jump in your pool,

Of expectations and imaginary love predictions,

Your self-made future love story,

N your “happy ever-afters”.

You don’t fly but fall head-on,

Into the marshy lands where you crash land

Into reality.

Cry yourself to death

For falling in love and inviting yourself,

To hell.

~k~

My Smelly Pig

Why to frown, stumble and drown? When,

Shrewd personalities speak gibberish to me.

What’s gibberish is what I do not want to hear,

The faecal matter coming out of unintelligent mouths,

All that I have and will always avoid.

But these smelly pigs keep running about

With their stench over powering all.

Oink-ing and gawking, attention seekers,

And all they want is people to know

They exist,

Show their acts of utter stupidity,

Be loud and cranky to show they don’t care,

Where as all they want, is to grab eyeballs

To let people know that you want them to care.

I see it all, I see you do it,

I know your lairs, I see your stares

Under your cover I know you care.

My smelly pig, just don’t give me your shit,

I’m over pigs like you.

There’s one in ten everywhere I go

Who speak gibberish,

That passes me by, and at least

Gives me a smile.

~k~

Oh Baby, Yeah Baby

Oh Baby, Yeah Baby

You make me cry you make me smile

You’re the twinkle in my eye

I giggle when I think of you,

And blush a shade of tomato red

When you look across the room and send me a flying kiss.

When you look into my eyes and take me into another world,

And your touch caresses my feelings

Oh baby yeah baby,

Stay with me and we will walk our steps together.

your my drug, my intoxication

the weed I get high on

and the rum that gives me a hit

you’re the rhythm of my life

whose beat matches my heartbeat

oh baby, yeah baby

stay with me like this

and we’ll rock the world together.

I kept on dreaming, and smiling to myself

Opened my eyes and found nothing

Heartbroken, I looked back and witnessed my dream come true

Where I stand now is the afterglow

Of the broken mirrors of the past,

Where my love was true,

And now all that’s left are remnants, of lost time

Another corpse added in the cemetery of my heart.

~k~