Let me break the,
Sanctity of modesty,
Wanna vent my ire,
And molest the filthy freaks,
Fed up of you morons,
You stories make me sick,
The manipulative midget,
Professional victim,
A goody goody martyr,
With thinking all cheap,
Polished by pathetic unfairness,
And calamity until they,
Shine with disgusted self regard,
Come here!
you creepy moral guardian,
Of the flirtious chicks,
Let me kick you in ass,
And get rid of your talk of,
The shit of sacrifices...
Don’t you get tired of?
Pretending to be all sugary and sweet,
Hah...heard love is pure,
And yet grand plan to screw,
Another dastardly flower,
Of a rotten tree,
I have failed...i ve been used...
I have been betrayed,
Life has not been fair to me...
Keep ranting and keep chanting...
And you worms stick to each others
Pathetic existence...
But how have you perceived me?
I haven’t adorned myself with,
A dash of immortality,
And the aura of agony uncle,
Neither am I a divinely succulent,
Nor am I an object to gaze at aromatically,
I am ordinary mortal...
Cherishing the pleasure of my existence,
Not to be indulged in sadistic charity,
I whole-heartedly give a damn
Of what you think of me,
Poet...philospher...friend or lover,
Or to the appeasement of your,
Cribbing sensibilities,
you find me arrogant...
you fine me overambitious swine,
A flirty rascal or a nasty,
Crap of stubborn in prime,
Then frankly my dear,
I give a damn to what you care,
Don’t take me for guaranteed,
Whom you can always whine and whimper,
I am not a soaking punching bag for,
Your eternal emotional bankruptcy!!!
I am not here to soothe,
Your imaginary wounds,
I am here to live my life
Walking nonchalantly,
On the streets of anonymity,
Meeting you strangers,
And giving the real me to you,
Showcasing the infinite possibility
Of human will and the deeds,
Long awaited...and still due!!
Combat your,
Own unfounded insecurities,
I am blessed and so are you,
But you keep on moaning the songs of blue,
Come with me,
And share your strengths,
Stop acting like sub-human,
Stand on your own,
And for a change,
Try to be independent and strong,
create your own tidal waves!
In the temple of your spirit,
You must run,
Simply to stay standing,
Aspire for the realms,
Beyond the obvious or,
Keep your petrified emotions,
Get going in your domain,
The choice is yours!
Saturday, 29 December 2007
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