Outing

All day I was busy doing my research

Decided to hang out with a certain person

Played pinball and sipped Miami Vice

Weird and hotness never went together

Decided to ditch him under the moonlit area

Came up with a lie, didn’t have to rack my brain

One bad day of my life

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Daze

I see the same stars in the distance

The off-centre roof with the same old sky

Sounds and people are different

I walk the streets with curiosity plastered

The calm dead empty streets

The road doesn’t seem to end for a while

I want to let it all out

None to wipe my tears

I miss my old life

Maybe this is for the best

 

 

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I wake up to the early sunrise

I have so many thoughts enveloped within my tiny skull

I can’t seem to walk in a straight line

My words seem wobbly throughout the conversation

My senses seem to be out of control

My interests seem to be engulfed by the void

I am willing to partake any job ahead

My heart is calling out to take a break from the world

My mind is about to fire neurons and drown itself in them

My eyes doesn’t seem to care a lot these days

But I still have a life to fulfil and it doesn’t seem to avoid me

THE ROAD NEVER ENDS

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Traipsing under the sun
The sun rays strokes my bare face
The dingy clothes on my body looks more appealing in the daylight
Looking at the concrete jungle before my eyes seems like a hundred centuries have passed to acquire such a novelty
The polluted air passes into me with ease
I look at different people sidling on the streets
There are fresh faces and lugubrious one’s too among the crowd
Money,love,lust and other emotions running through their minds
I came across a little kid crying for a candy,but a big smile came over his face when his mom bought him one
I pranced through various streets and saw many people with different expressions
I wonder what’s eating their rarely used brains
Maybe something’s going on with their heart as tears rolled down their thick cheeks,pretty cheeks,high cheeks,thick stubble
Its easy to pray and eat but the hardest part is to live
And once we are married, why do we get divorced? when the heaven entwined our red “love threads”
Is that a marketing defect or the customer’s are at fault?
The life we live is short and if the damage is done and then it is incorrigible
There are even consummate lives, I wonder if their lives goes easy with money flowing in?
Why there are people who calumniate others? Is that the easy way?
Everybody wants a easy going life but there should always be a lucre at their door steps
Taciturn people are up to the point and the loquacious people talk beyond the point
I thought the world was made to make people happy, but the biggest competition is how to exacerbate other’s lives
There are many fabulists in the world than many square shooters
Even if the whole group of people are noble, one fella is enough to corrupt the entity
The chain never ends and the future generation will also have these traits