Wednesday, April 23, 2008

PMS


Suspires she left with….
Words got chocked… couldn’t breathe…
Hah… despair…
Reason unknown… unasked…
Ill returned
There isn’t any reality…
If only, her seeked reality…
could be found…
Why me … why me…
Wounded someone was or maybe not….
He should heel or not or whatever he wants…
Why me…. why me….
Suspires again…..
Timid existence…. With Surcingles unknown
In reach yet gone...
tingles but no action...
aah... its just a phase... or PMS

2 comments:

rUpiE said...

Well, shdn't u be missing them now..lolz.. mushje chacha bana hai !

loving soul said...

humm... yeh sure... whims ... kisi aur ki na sahi teri hi... kuch din to maje karane de...