This month I found a poet/ song-writer in me… and here’s one of my first writings, hope the ghosts reading this blog will like this…

If you find it good enough, do leave some response and/ or you are an artiste/ band feel free to use it for your composition… And, do send me to listen it.. It’ll be also good if something is shared with me, in case any profit is earned through this… (Day Dreams.. Eh? :p) Anyways, here it is….

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Some people….
don’t deserve…

the love and concern
you give to them…

they are better left..
the way they are..

coz, they don’t understand..
what feelings are..
how it feels like when you stand
lonely with a broken heart bleeding in your hand…
(more…)

Okay… I think you have come across this page..

So now I want to say that.. I was really pissed (angry, annoyed) off and among my bad sides, I have the problem of making a fuss of out of small things, which at times I don’t/ am unable to present in front of anyone.. And, writing it out somewhere helps me take out my frustration, just like you feel better talking it out to someone.. It is all cool now, and I never intended to hurt your feelings/ sentiments, make you feel sad… We as humans do mess up and react without thinking much.. and I understand.

The thing now is we should move on, on our ways to our destiny.. let’s not stand on the same place for ages..

If you are reading this, this is indeed meant for you…

For a second, I forgot where I live… I live in a country with narrow lanes and people with narrow minds.. Thanks for reminding me..

You call me childish.. I’d rather say you are childish..

You are childish for having such a narrow mind..
You are childish for discarding what I said..
You are childish for rather making your own assumptions…
You are childish for thinking what you thought was correct and it was the only possibility..
You are childish for not considering other possibilities..
You are childish for making such quick judgement..
You are childish for not allowing me to explain..
You are childish for making me a joke…
You are childish for not keeping it to yourself..
You are childish for making it the breaking news..
You are childish for not understanding my emotions..
You are childish for not understanding my feelings..
You are childish for not guessing the consequences…
You are childish for your childishness…

If you think, sticking a broken pencil with sellotape will fix it, you’re wrong.. it’ll still be a broken pencil. You killed my spirit.. my f#*ckin’ spirit!

I too could have made a lot fuss about this … but following my mistakes, my sins in past I don’t want to do it again.

Anyways,

As your farewell…..
Congratulating for your success,

still….

I wish you luck for
all your future endeavours…

With due respect..