If you ask me!!

Something is hampering my mind, Someone is trampling my thoughts, Right now I'm in a trance, my eyeballs are twiddling behind my lashes. Some hard acerbic fluid flows over my face and enters my taste buds. Sky was filled with some ulterior clouds and I never knew that was my ultimatum. I never mind them, of course I don't want to; I neither love nor hate those pallid tears of clouds, but they had incredible care on me and sometimes it was my tranquilizer. Nothing comes in random, neither the tears and no one can control anyone's tears, not even the allmighty can. The skyscraper guardians were shaved off by the wicked hands of dual legged beasts and made them naked, their veins were cutoff.        Until they wailed utterly no one was beware of the impact created by those whooping tears which washed over our egotism. I was in the god's own valley, but nothing shielded me, all my priorities lead me to step behind the Earth and to tug into it.  Right now this tastel...

Leaves wrote elegy for the tender droplet's adieu Stem and roots made condolence for funeral Soil made a wreath of leaves and poured a cry Let me vomit the grief to no elegy or tears. We were 'strangers' and I got 'nothing' to woe Just freezed together and spoke no word Both were afraid to love and being loved  But still your reminiscence pierce my blood. Some told our bond will be a cancer  And the chemo was on progress  You promised me to vaporize together So I'm 'asleep' to commit a tender droplet's SUICIDE.

Collars slaughter beneath my foot slayed by my bleach mercy, Now complexions riot the planet wailing I can't breathe , it's too pale. A butterfly weeps inside my brain with wings fired to lighten the blind world, Cursing her sin of being poor grieving I can't breathe , it's costly. Mama begs for her baby in my conscience forgiving our honest brutal love in the apple, She laments for mistaking beasts sobbing I can't breathe , hence I'm choked. So 'I' won't stop until I suck my blood And I can't breathe , cos my lungs decayed.

An orthodox mask help conventional lives For exceptional, there are outstanding veils, Masterminds have their diverse visor thrives The pattern resumes with neither bisections nor bails. Pricey sunscreen or dearly specs Anti flooding villas or bullet proof car, Billions don't worth this 'crown's' lex But this crazy dual cords may win the war. Lips are no more honeycombs and rim paints impudent Likewise their 'locks' aren't intimate kisses but sin, Moustaches are covered up as if it's power imprudent Paternal and maternal glory goes to bin. No-one need anyone to fake a smile And if one profess, it's invisible, Smiles are nightmares and laughter extinct bile Then what on earth makes a human feasible.