dont have much to describe as to why i wrote this ... just hmmm it got penned down..
Victim Of Need:
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Look at me here
What is it that you see?
The luscious carved body
Or the battered soul within
You term me a social disease
And count me an outcast
But I am just trying
Trying to live and last
You make my pride bite dust
By calling me a parasite
But its only your lust
On which I have been feeding
You catch me contemplating
You feel I am lost
But I am just healing
From every nights ordeal
You think its my choice of pleasure
This torment of soul and body I treasure
But I am just a victim of need
The need to survive
I cant wait to start a new chapter
But the ink is dry, the lines disappear
Like words on sand, washed away,
By guilt from this sin filled river
\m/
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5 comments:
wretched scums rule eh..
neways, good work..[:)]
Victim of thought? maybe.
But a nice expression :)
@aanshi
wretched souls always "try" to rule :)
@shweta
thanks..
Wah wah mere sher!
"The luscious carved body"
Shu vaat chhe! ;)
are apni body to naturally curved hai.. (gol) :)
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