LET ME THINK
There i find a problem..
I need to find out the colour of Ego..
This special ego stands against my earthen elements.
Only against my origin.....
A poster i received says someone trusted me more and i don't deserved that trust..
Let me think.. what is it all about...
Hidden Masks of Poetry Site
Wars, Hound, Chase.... i think i don't need to repeat..
Who has stolen my memos, little write ups..
I got bored of fighting with masks and walked back from there.
Why did that ego chase me again even after i walked back...
Second beyond all the trust treaties my emails were hacked and all those little heartbeats i scribbled for my own little happiness were stolen along with my personal albums..
Again who broke the trust?? who?? let me ask..
Third
after hound and threats....sweeteners and betrayals..
Did you deserve trust?? Have you ever tried to understand what we wanted to tell..
No...Never.. You only struggled to make my earth fall..fall flat that you can take in your hand and toss.... fun... you thought...
We sisters fought... yes..
we fought when you exceeded all your limits and you revenged for that too with all your mights and shows..
I don't think i need to explain any further...Even i am bored off fighting with mean elements and i know we will walk back like how we did in that poetry site. We know there no point in fighting with the people who don't even understand what we speak for. Otherwise too we cannot talk sense with the ones who install sting lens on other human beings and celebrate life..
We were always in the receiving end of your brutal conspiracies..
We only fought against a small minded group who struggled day and night to make it look otherwise.....May be they are the ones who benefitted in the give and take packages...
At the end who has got time to think of any details. It is too waste of a life to write again and again on the same subject. Trust oh who broke it.. someone wants to hit on my head and say that i should accept.. should i?? there around me a million painted cubicles, painted ads, many faces, face masks..
i stand alone..
someone repeats the same, same, same past..
someone wants to break my heartbeats and say i need to accept..
trust... stories.. paints... bias, prejudice....
should i accept.....
My conscience reluctant.....
I feel i should stand by my conscience....
..
There i find a problem..
I need to find out the colour of Ego..
This special ego stands against my earthen elements.
Only against my origin.....
A poster i received says someone trusted me more and i don't deserved that trust..
Let me think.. what is it all about...
Hidden Masks of Poetry Site
Wars, Hound, Chase.... i think i don't need to repeat..
Who has stolen my memos, little write ups..
I got bored of fighting with masks and walked back from there.
Why did that ego chase me again even after i walked back...
Second beyond all the trust treaties my emails were hacked and all those little heartbeats i scribbled for my own little happiness were stolen along with my personal albums..
Again who broke the trust?? who?? let me ask..
Third
after hound and threats....sweeteners and betrayals..
Did you deserve trust?? Have you ever tried to understand what we wanted to tell..
No...Never.. You only struggled to make my earth fall..fall flat that you can take in your hand and toss.... fun... you thought...
We sisters fought... yes..
we fought when you exceeded all your limits and you revenged for that too with all your mights and shows..
I don't think i need to explain any further...Even i am bored off fighting with mean elements and i know we will walk back like how we did in that poetry site. We know there no point in fighting with the people who don't even understand what we speak for. Otherwise too we cannot talk sense with the ones who install sting lens on other human beings and celebrate life..
We were always in the receiving end of your brutal conspiracies..
We only fought against a small minded group who struggled day and night to make it look otherwise.....May be they are the ones who benefitted in the give and take packages...
At the end who has got time to think of any details. It is too waste of a life to write again and again on the same subject. Trust oh who broke it.. someone wants to hit on my head and say that i should accept.. should i?? there around me a million painted cubicles, painted ads, many faces, face masks..
i stand alone..
someone repeats the same, same, same past..
someone wants to break my heartbeats and say i need to accept..
trust... stories.. paints... bias, prejudice....
should i accept.....
My conscience reluctant.....
I feel i should stand by my conscience....
..
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