I Lay Down In My Bed,
With some familiar Delight,
My grave got some warm comfort,
Damn!! It's a Freezing Cold Night,
& I close my eyes after an inconsious fight!
Who is that?? There !! At the street Pole?
I walk myself to the somewhat identical place,
A guy so tall, with cold & pale emotions,
Oh Yeah!! He screams, Cries & do Nothing,
He is an illusion showing me "The Everything"
Oh these are stormy days,
I never kept myself enough ways,
& Now?? I've a don't care smile,
That's my "CURSE", that's me dying inside,
I stare the STARS, I see a lustrous disguise!
I'm a thorn living with Roses,
Too Many Lies, Too many favours,
Though Never wanted to hurt these flowers,
Fractious, Insane & Several Pronouns,
A Recusant morose! Ah! Al these "Sounds"
I make prosimes, I Break them,
They "LOVE ME" so they take them,
Spolied by admireres & pampered by elders,
Just Perishable feelings & a "sinful" life,
ALMIGHTY!! I now await your obdurate *sigh*!
With this dream everyday,
I wake up when it's almost Dark,
I open my mouth & I again do a bark,
Yes! I cannot be re-constructed, * A Constant Laughter*,
This is a flaw of living oR WHATEVER??
