statue pain drain

oh hi
back to the sheet
free flowing wind blowing
heart raining
words rowing
black background
night towing
i got license
but morning station
needs my attention
will summon myself
with or without going
hah! that’s not what
i decided for sowing
barren land cemetery
kool enough for for for
god knows i am just bowing
to the words coming
to the leads showing
wow that’s a good
example of writing
witch needs to be get going
but vehicle got disappeared
in the blame game
logic is what left for train shame
ohkay will travel as per planned chain
even if its useless for damn pain
sane insane stop the brain drain

Miss Muse… Please Amuse…

i have her…
i don’t need her.
We don’t need each other.
It’s all flesh and bones.
We all are moving stones.
Feeling living the killing satisfaction
With the available timid attraction.
Please dump yoour past
Cause present is full of action
Work oriented encounters
Lost in memoirs to calm down her.
There conversation not helpful
Proving class difference dreadful

THIS SHEER HOPELESSNESS
Makes me the father of sickness
I drive to the cemetery
In search of morbid victory
I have nothing
Eyes offer hunting
They all are accumulating
Karma and i am doing nothing
Just sitting and sulking
No one knows me
No one owes me
I am living dead body
No one foes me/cares me/choose me
Me is the dying element burning soul
Fire getting hold of whatever can roll.