Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Spring love. Cheesy

Write me in a summary
the flaws and goods of me
in a form of pristine words
recited like a ballad

Full of kissed roses
and loved tulips
flowing down my silk cloak
onto the right side
of pallets of color

Blow me in a prose
in the mixture of air
adorn in a rainbow 
chunks and lumps

Rotate the portion of 
your rested love
above my knees
and propose me 

Like you had twenty seconds to 
live for
and a minute to rest your breath
on my grilled cheeks
asking for a favored "yes"

Friday, June 14, 2013

The untitled Rawness!

At times it is just the rage I deal with. The urge to purposely fall off the stairs and be fractured for the rest of the week. Or perhaps just punch a boxing bag for the next critical hours. I am not able to really put my words into a sentence, rather I would deal with it by crashing my hand into something compact.

Is it me or the world around me which would never be ethical? or to be put into much better of a synonym I would use the word believable!! I don't really know. It is hard to put yourself into something you have been getting out of. Feels very indifferent and paranoid to no towers. No No No dear.. It is not a do or a die situation. It is a live or a kill situation. Lol!

Yes it is. Tell me how advices and counseling don't work during this hindrance. So KILL OR LIVE! I ll go for it. I ll live it, killing makes me torn my flesh. I will act patient.

Breathe in

Breathe out.