It’s good to be co-operative,
But not that much that you turn your back towards your enemies or haters as an invitation to them to stab you,
Even if it’s just a filthy talk,
You never know who hates you and for what reasons,
thus once you notice any red flag,
I hope you don’t try to turn it into a white flag of peace,
Or try to be a dove in front of a hawk.
She stopped believing in miracles long ago,
Even if you will feel like one
She will pass by
Abruptly taking you as an illusion
In an attempt to escape
the possibility of her fears
mirrored by you.
People destroy your life beyond repair
And then expect you to sympathize with their pity party.
Because why not?
Crocodile tears shown afterwards always have appeal.
They did not listen,
They never could..
Not that they were deaf
Their hunger was more important
They ran together in hundreds
Having no hearth to live in
Didn’t strike their mind what they could
And keeping a distance from their brethren
Was what they should.
Grief of death was big
Grief of living was bigger to contain
You live in beautiful houses
Spending time in luxury
You can understand that perception
It’s hard to feel their pain.
what’s on going
I know life wants me to keep enjoying
Every impulse I gain
Not wanting me to numb down
Needing me to love everything
Like, love, loss and pain
Stigmatic as I could be
About being so psychic
I know nothing like intuition now-a-days
Feeling free from that heavy load
I am stunned with the sensory relief
Though I am feeling everything
I am unburdened of intuitive grief.
Life feels strange.
I have not found it any other way;
Where you succumb to the daily hassles
Waking up every morning
Not knowing why you did so,
You become a magnet to robotic tasks,
Doing every single thing,
That you are supposed to do,
Be it expected by society or you.
You think that who do nothing
Are just useless n meaningless,
But do you realize that those same people
Are just doing what they want
And are not being played like you in a worldly mess?
Life is an opportunity for a few
Whose death they feel is nearing
What you do daily?
Just wasting it doing stuff
others find endearing?
You just waste it
Thinking that you have got eternity here
Living a meaningless life
Leaving everything you want to do
While in a wrong direction streering.
Testing my waters is going to be of no help,
When you don’t know how to swim.