stains of pain

I love you

And I need it back

As u know it’s a scarce commodity

So I might kill you for that

Don’t worry it won’t pain

As I will take all of it

And you look great with little fear in your eyes

So let it remain

I will take your blood

Your death would be plain

Your blood won’t be wasted

As clots will take life mine

Thin line between intense love and hate

I will define

Your blood will give me warmth

And will remain inside me

I could not live but I will die

With your sign

Stains of pain still red

Ones I colored them with my blood

I wanted death

But hell I got as result

all nonsense

(this poem might appear sense less but this was wat i could write.
becoz rit now concentrating on one thing is just nt possible 4 me
and her thoughts keep cuming back
nd im tired of keeping them away
help me sum1 )


i luv u
and why do i do ?
i don't know
i just hate the way i care 4 u

time is not helping me
aur kare bhi wo kyun ??
mein hi lagaye baitha hun
dil se teri photo ko

i luv u mare than i wish
and i hate u more than i think
and when i remember u
it is futile thoughts that stinks

sisakte surroundings mein khoj raha hun mein khud ko
aur pehchan kaise karunga mein meri
ooops
mere pas abhi bhi hai ek photo teri

present

What has happened???
Why cant I breathe???
Is the o2 level low???
or more of it I need??

Why am I living like this??
Moreover, what am I living with???
A burdened core
I a state where mind says something and dil says kuch aur

Stuck with inconsistent goals
Aur meri life ekdum bore
I used to believe I could do something.
But already hundreds are being killed
So… is there a need for more???

I am not normal, I know
I feel confined
Unable to control the boiling blood
Myself, my life I wanted to redefine

So what was that I needed???
Friends, family, love, or care???
Useless words
May be I needed to evolve
To a state where new necessity emerge
Real ones, so no above and below all

I died a virtual death
But, what all is this I m saying
Kya lagta hai bakwas
But le raha tha akaar
Hidden from all
A group of like-minded people
ANTIM SANSKAR

So now I m different
As I have always been
I choose to be an antim.sapien
Unlike the presents beings
I live in the time I am
The future is the same like it has always been
But probably a pleasant one
Unseen