Sitting alone randomly,
with a cigarette in the mouth,
Take a slow drag,
and breathe it back out.
Inhale the damn thing with a sweet smile,
gather the smoke and slowly let it pile.
Tell me how it feels?
seems like all the troubles healed.
But do you realise what it does to me?
I wish you could peak and have a see.
Have you felt packed in a room full of smoke?
you want to escape but you have no hope.
Kill Me Bitch, Kill Me Slow...
but might as well do it in one go.
Like stabbing knife one lung at a time,
f*** all the respiration in a line.
Give me in like for a debt,
I am screwed, which you don't get.
How about inhaling again?
but without a smile...
How about letting your thoughts?
create a new and better file...
Try to realise that it is wrong,
stop over-estimating that i am strong.
Quit the damn drags,
please! let me breathe...
do me a favour...???
delay the wear of the 'ulitimate wreath'
Or...
KILL ME BITCH, KILL ME SLOW...
But might as well do it in one go...!!!
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hey man.... long time since i actually posted on ne1's blog re... aaj kar rahi hoon aur itni disturbing cheez mil gayi padhney ke liye....whoaaa!!!....kya ho gaya yaar....r u ok???......lekin fir bhi re its a nice piece.....gud job re.....gud job.....nicely ritten....
issey mujhey yaad aaya kitney din ho gaye hain aur mainey na koi poem likhi hai aur naa hi koi shayari....
yaad hai pehley kitna likhtey they hum sab?? ive toh totally lost touch of it.....woh sab dard se hi aata tha.....abhi arsa ho gaya.... n thankfully WAISA WALA DARD nahin hai.................neveys u keep riting......not such sad 1s but happy happy 1s.......cheers
haan aur ek baat.....i updated my blog....jaa aur comment kar...aisa hi acha bada waala comment karna ok..........bubuyeeeeee......
lolz sun...nudin rong wid me xcept i had diz phase of total frustration agnst coll..but its okai wid a few really nice frds who totally lissen to me, hang out and goo crazie wid me all da time..so i m survivin.. btw da poem was frm the point of view of a pair of lungs dats all it came outa random walk..not dat i m depressed...i guess shud dedicate diz poem to jan...:Pnewaz laterz.
i m glad u r done wid ur prev 'dard' like u call it...jus make da best of life rite now...dats all..
Whoever knew you were talking about a pair of lungs. I probably need to get used to your new type of writing :)
Still, good work!
HAHAHAHHAHAHHAAHAH SARAHHHHH...............
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