Just like any other day
day with regret n unaccomplished task
fogged n crowned with words
dirty..... bare.......n harsh
shouldn't b talking like that......
what moral says
but thins start......
getting onto my nerves with shearing blaze
getting unseen wounds
growing deep.....
killing my soul
endless struggle watered with patience
to get back what i sow.....
what I've sown?
A question scares me d most
wondered if it was
"an action without thoughts"....
or mere "thoughts without actions"
over time that I've lost
I stood n walk around
off n on everyday.......
like sunshine n dawn
Times important
Times precious
Times timeless like life
thy' caught in cycle.....
rough n vicious
spoken words .....
unheard
courteous gestures.....
doesn't matters
feeling like wasteful shit
ready to b dumped in a sandpit....
hearing different fake stories
sometimes fetching data....
or recollecting previous queries
cooked up n created every time....
to refine their lame excuses.....
in spite of saying "sorry"
thins r over d limit now
I'm not impatient....
but sometimes its too much
to control n hold on.......
may b m not always correct
but sometimes I wonder
Am I that a big threat?
