Shelter

Dream in me

I am yours

Write Me

I will be your muse

Move On
I am your Paddles

Hide My Demons

In Your Break up stories

Give Me Hopes

I will Bask In Faith

Love is a religion

Be my superstition

I will confess
Shoot me with Roses of Denial

Hide My Demons
Shelter My Faith
Write My Superstition down
Let’s break

Break free

Friend Ourselves

Shoot each other with bad acquaintances

I am Raining
Can you shelter me?

I am Out Of Writer's Block!

"When Your 'Pain' is Not 'Pain' Enough"

When

Your Pain

Isn’t painful enough to share

When Your solution is not solution enough to dare

When You do Not have a miserable Life

But You have Lots of pain that Hides Inside

You don’t know what the hell it is?

But You do know what it reaps

Constantly you are held back
You wait for crazy sorcery trick to come out of your bag

Sometimes The world convinces you

How you are craziest of the careless whacks

Sometime You give up to the idea
That You may need to fall in love with a laid

But your pain is not ‘pain’ enough

To fall in love and to be shared!

You try to write about it
But you cannot find the words
You want to talk about it
But there are no right Numbers on your telephone!

And you just hold it inside

Waiting for that crazy sorcery
Waiting is not moving on
‘Time’ thinks it’s a mockery!

But your pain is not pain enough
But it hurts you a lot

Sometimes makes you little tired

Sometimes steals your fire
Kills away your motivation
Blinds eyes against inspiration
But your pain is not pain enough
But your pen is not pen enough
And Your Poem is not Poem Enough!

Name

Who Am I?

Or what I should be?

Somebody Please stop Calling me?

I am Not to be beckoned

I am busy waking Up

I am No Any Name

For I hate Identity

Identity gives you a religion

Identity Gives you a Caste

I hate God

I hate Human Culture

I said it

I finally Said It at Last

Let Me stay Anonymous

I don't want no Name

I Hate Being Human

I don't want to play this Game

Mama Call Me home

I want to Play Monopoly with Dad

They call me Names Mama

They Make Me Sad

They Want to assign me God

They want To Give Me a Clan

Can't I be myself, mama?

Can't I be whom I can?

Don't ask me to be the Society

I am destined to be a Change

I am Not Signing In Here

For I will not Spell My Name