Slinging scribbles

No words can comprehend one feeling, No feelings could comprehend one action, No actions could comprehend single error, No error could comprehend that one single night. For the ordeals were many…few and far between. There are no waves; there are no tides, only a silent shore. Its interesting how promises are kept and lives are distressed. Its funny how emotions are trivialized and dreams are possessed.   You do not bring me pain anymore. You will have me bland or my smile, like for many. There is no anger, only a subliminal pity. There is no curiosity left, only my generosity at its peak. There is no hunger left, only a goodbye that was left. Illusion bites when its not love.   Au Revoir.

Obsessed and obstinate, holy as a cow, meek as a mouse, surrendered like a coward, mocked by a bitch; rather like a bitch! Albeit dreams imitate a lion, like shores beyond those horizons; but say, U stopped and might as well will stop me. If only for a while? How ruthless, a stop. How crude a thought, But, say no importance. Still an aftermath? Look, look, look, time play! Seems the seventh knot never knitted, shall it matter, No? Like those six, like the seventh!