Roots

For long,

He longs,

The loner...

The bird,

Who fly high...

Does not fall in for a small tree..

He chose the peak to be his nest..

Where he can rest... No pest... 

In the arms of sun... 

Where we thought no one can survive..

Where we thought only death is alive..

Death... Explosions.... Misery.. Pain...

No place for for life... Love or sane...

He was a saint when sane,

But now... insane.....

He took off the weight... Before he flew.. 

Was it the shoe... Taboo? Blue? 

He flew for long... And evolved through lives... He became untraceable.. Unreadable.. He became what he wanted... Invulnerable.. Impeccable.. Irresistible... 

The only regret was the loss of root... The home where he was bloomed... The touch of sensitivity...The smell of heaven... 

He forgot.. 

where he left the shoe... 

The weight ... 

Ohh the story... So true... 

Post the peak

An utterly piece of crap.. Passed on from generations to generations... Precisely the middle middle class... The whole working division of people ruled by rulers and elites and jumbled world of non exclusive non existent loathe of egoism... Plague of tart and misery... 

And in the same piece of shit hole there you find a new meaning to life... Where you find a   Person that proves you wrong against all odd... When you're stuck up on the miserable practical life of morning drill and licking off other higher positional person's arsehole.. And there she is... Smiling.. Proving you wrong... And you can't help but notice that little flower in the mud... The whole meaning of life is changed by the curve of her lips... Her breathe... So mesmerising you can feel her around the air.. You thank the almighty for giving you the air.. You both breathe in... 

Suddenly there's an instant connection between the two of you.. You fortunate piece of shit thank your pharos that you're breathing the same air she's breathing... You're under the same sky ... You share the same moist rugged asymmetrical path filled with dirt and holes and patches of water... 

Your lost part of soul is standing in front of you... The lost part of your unsolved maze..  puzzle... You take few steps and there you're...  Your lost part of life... The lost part ... You can reach the perfection... But the part needs a commitment... A promise... Honesty.. You're worth of none... You're emotionally unavailable... You've crossed the path a while ago... You've seen the result... You've seen the miserable fuck you become once other have the key to screw up with your head... Screw up your life... Bolt pain inside your skull... Play with you... 

You take a step back... You're back to the emotional unavoidability..., the barriers are up... The walls around your heart are too high.. Even the bravest one will pass on to it.. The more the climb the more your mockery will bring them down... 

You are untraceable... Impassable... Unbreakable.. You've paid the price... You've to take the infamous titles of ass... You love it... 

It's far better then breaking up again... 

And losing to someone undeserving scum on the face of earth...

Opium opinion

I don't generally get praised for my words... Maybe for the looks on the odd events or a cold ugly night where no one can see me but for my conversation skill... This one is first.. (Not first, but closest one can say) 

I suck at conversation.. At least that's what i think of myself.. But there was an interesting opinion about my communication by this lovely girl i met few days ago...

Something that i read thrice over and over just to realize that someone do have a pleasant ( it's different.. That's pleasant for me)view on me...

Goes like this.

" You have an amazingly charming personality. It is just intriguing. this sheer confidence that you have is just perfect. You have come a long way. U have worked hard to achieve this confidence. Not saying that it wasn't there, but still, you flaunt it more openly now. 

It took time. But now that you have achieved this you are happy with it. Really happy. Cause now instead of making others happy and making urself happy by making them happy, u actually try to keep urself happy on ur own terms. But the touch of sensitivity has not been lost. You are humble. This sarcastic funny guy is amazing and he is here 24/7 but the emotional sensitive side of you is a treat for sore eyes. You have evolved. From all the drama. Taught urself to be what you are today. 

You have been awesome forever. But this is a lil different, this is a realisation. the time after you have taught urself that you have been healed. But maybe you have not. But its a part of u now. You are a person who knows how to take life as a verse. You know how to talk about ur problems in sarcasm. Even i do that. Nd that is one rare quality. You have been so adorable all your life and good to people for sure, but the reciprocating has not much happened. Or you're just too modest. this dark side of yours is also the real you and the fun side as well. You balance both faces efficiently which makes you ever more charming. You're not easily ready to talk bout feelings cause you don't want to and there is no coming back soon once you do. So finding the trust and confidence to do it lacks. Cause you don't want to be dependable. You don't  try to compliment someone in the honest words. As in you don't want to make bonds. You don't  want baggage so you keep your distance by all means all the way while making them feel as if "ohh they know you so well and they mean so much to you" But you really dont wanna show the same all the time. 

You are fucking amazing with words. Basically they are orgasmic at times and you know it and are proud of it. But you won't  show.

You My love are the blend of emotions, a lil patience, a lot wildness, dark humor perfectionist...."

closest.. yes it is...