fEel PuZzEllEd

Incoherent under the enigma of life,

Feels as an epicenter of certain quake,

Being prodigious is even fake,

As the target is already destined,

Win is propitious sometimes defeat also,

Love is just a fake responsibility,

Dwindle one from life’s fidelity,

Like an envelope with anthrax inside,

If it is already destined then,

Then I would find myself the most alone,

Anger is not an offence, just an environment influence,

Love escorts you to anger, induces peevishness too,

People says love is in the air,

So let it be in the air only,

Inhale oxygen that helps you finally,

My days are dreamy and nights are alone,

Something is missing but is still unknown

The greater your capacity to love,

Greater your capacity to feel the pain,

It can’t hurt you unless you let it gain,

Love means exposing yourself to the pain of being hurt,

Deeply hurt by someone you trust,

Try to hate the person you love most, but remember,

I am emotional but not a fool,

I am a hammer doesn’t think am just a tool,

All of your cheap desires are most expensive for me,

You will never understand what I feel,

Need to leave everything but get ensured deeply,

It’s all encourage me, also inspires me partly,

But all this is just idle, pull me away, far away from U……