Docile, naive and innocent.
As eyes keep darting in a crescent.
Folks out in an attire,
Only if mind knew it was all a satire.
A satire of all the says.
And a satire for all the gaze.
Mouth in control of mind!
While heart laughs without haze.
Mind worries about opinions
And heart scurries for fun.
Ughh! Organ pls be in my grasp!
U know that love is just another one of their guns!
Speeches of lies and deceit.
While the superior refuses it; you blindly believe.
The wiser wishes to be of unparalleled grace;
When all you ever for wished was a trace of love in his false embrace.....
How naive of you little fool!
To fall for all acts of kindness and devotion with no rules!
Yet look at the latter
Smarter than thousands of u merged, that no lover could ever woo!
Your business is all about giving.
Well ever thought of taking.
You have got a lot to learn dear,
The world is crueler than most gruesome views.
Oh red organ fatal are your tricks!
When you have finally found someone you like.
Strangling the boss till it gives in to your beautiful antics.
Poor little smarty pants so meek, that it blatantly agrees.....
~Sam
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WHISPERS OF THE SOUL ||Poetry||
PoezjaA soul so broken and trifled at heart, She writes in order to escape the world. Names of random objects in mind, She keeps writing to escape norms and time... Caged by the chains of restraint! & caged by the expectations to come. No one to turn to f...
