She Left

“I think I want out” – she said
I was shocked – amazingly
but what had I expected
it’d been swarmin’ like concatenations
of ideas in the journal of my mind
– she would leave –
I had offered – Nothin’ – nothin’ to her
but a slice of my own uncertainty
what was definite enough about me to commit to?
– what? – what? –
She left for – Somethin’ – she could be sure of…

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Again

When I heard your voice
I got remembered of the first time
You blabbed behind me
When I saw your face
Same excitement leaped in my heart
As the first time I saw you laughin’
Now that you’ve left
Walkin’ away once again
I feel all the pain of never havin’ you as mine
Boulder on my soul…

I’ve Learnt;

– to find comfort in my tears
and to confront my fears

– that Love could be true
and it still wouldn’t last

– to leave behind the past
and quit bein’ blue

– we won’t always get what we want
even after all we’ve tried

– to doubt the promises people make
they’re in a habit of lies

– that so long as there’s life
there will be strife

– that happiness is a phase
and so is pain
both continuously switch place(s)

– that everyone of us will die
so I intend to make mine

worthwhile…

Descent

First it’s adoration
It grows with laughter|happiness
Then comes pain
Crumblin’ with sadness
But what kills it off
Is shame; To be ashamed
Of who once made you happy
This is the end…

Love? An Illusion!

We found love
Or what seems to be it
Grappled onto it tightly
Still it dissolved out of our hands…

Never create false hopes
When you’re certain there are none

How far can you go for love?
Only as far as it’s convenient

What is love…
But an illusion that toys with the minds of men?

At the end we may say we’ve loved
But we know it was only at convenience

You call it love
But it’s an apparition

I found love; I found a myth

We loved hard; We loved for nothin’

The only love that borders on existence
Is the love for self

How far can you go for love?
Never as far as it takes
For love is a Myth
Devoid of Mortal men.

DESTROYER

I paint the sleaziest and morally debased pictures

I draw women exposed in their

feminine sexuality

I write words that are bad

words you’ll call evil;

words that would choke your heart

I’m an artist, and I’m a destroyer

I destroy the order of societal

norms and cultures

To hell with them all…

Her Curves

Even in a floppy dress
Her curves are well defined
The moment She pulls off Her clothes
Barin’ Her dark skin before your eyes
You burst open with a load of passion
One you’d never thought existed in you
It’s Lust boilin’ with Love
Awe and respect tethered on hunger
You can’t wait to have Her
Yet the more of Her you have
The more of Her you want
Insatiable urge. Irresistible temptation.