Teenage “was written when I was one”
Teenage is a stage of confusion
Opposing parents
Bunking tuitions
Grooving to the funky Punjabi fusion
A stage in which people are prone to major addictions
An age where opposite sex being the major attraction
Where peeps suffer major tension
Dudes and future dames having breakups in quite quick successions
Here one won’t do shit chores without compulsion
(was very young when I wrote this)
Hope to Cope with…
I just hope
That I could cope
With all the stress
Without a rope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope
I just hope
That I could cope
With all the pressure
Without smoking dope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope
I just hope
That I could cope
With all the losses
Without breakdowns, spirits up the stoke
They say, nope nope
But I still hope
I just hope
That I could cope
With all the hatred
Without having my heart with it mope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope
I just hope
That I could cope
With all the fear
Without having me from it lope/elope
They say, nope nope
But I still hope
Why i stay daunted?
Am I free? They say I am
I can clearly see that I am not, am shackled by your eyes
That’s the reason why am not breaking free, rooted like a tree
Expectations and priorities making it harder to choose the path I always wanted
The thought of not chasing my dreams, of which I am haunted
Tears of disappointment rolling down your/my cheeks
Coupled with my inner conscience daunts me from doing what I always wanted, I stay daunted
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Shelf Mirror
Sitting in front of the kitchen shelf mirror
From within a voice I could hear
Questioning me
What was I doing here?
Why was I sitting idle?
Wasting my fathers money on phone and beer
Waste of life said it to me
Waste of life you are my dear
Crap Kid
Full of crap am I filled with
Without my father to feed, I would be eating my own $hi%
Still working at 65, living/working for luxury to be in the life of his jacka$$ kid
Not knowing that his son is a waste, full of dip shi#
I have not done anything to make him happy living knowing that is making me fcuking sick
Happ -I- ness
The wind was so pleasant, a bright sky atop
Trees dancing in the wind, Birds chirping from the tree top
Happiness in these simple things, I realized then
Stopped chasing happiness, and started living life unlike other men
A bit mushy
Can’t even spend a second without you
All I want to do is spend my whole life with you
Hold you in my arms and put your ears tuned to the beat of my heart
You being my life’s vital-est part
Never will you be made from me apart
Loving you, even if you hate me
Cos latter I cant
In the rain of shame
Pain and pain, I went through,
when they did taunt again and again
Counting the droplets,
sat I in the rain
Of no use said I, then too dwelt in my house
for having my family from me nothing to gain
I failed in my life, were they of me ashamed
My incompetence they had, my incompetence,
they could blame
I heard everything and bathed and soaked myself,
In the rain of shame….in pain
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