Poems

Lost

Somewhat this is not right,

The churn in my stomach,

The scuttle in my mind,

The Lying Continues

Beautiful, elegant and sophisticated

Would never have time for the kind, my kind

Confidently she went on and on

I thought one day I will be like her

But then again I don’t have her looks

But well may be I got her confidence!

Sometimes I feel like I should say what I feel,

but what I feel is not always the right thing

I do not want to cause any undue tension in my life.

Is there anything as the right thing when you are doing the wrong all the time? Continue reading The Pit That is My Life →