Love-cocktail

So I take two minutes to get attached 

- thats my favourite mistake -To the wrong guy, preferably!

I don’t care how less we are matched

But I sit and think about him, too much, too long and too quickly!

I think a lot of Romantics go through this drama-tale

Of being a victim of Reverse Psychology

And we give them to sip on our Love-Cocktail

While they r running in our minds, incessantly.

Well! Talk about getting freakingly mushy =)

I have pictured his tall countenance smiling at me

Of the time when he stood there and heavens poured their love-rain-breeze

Disguising Cupid’s arrows on arrow-proof him and vulnerable Me.

And he spoke to the guy and I could not pull my eyes off his beauty

All the time, just wondering if its humanly possible to look so cute n sexy

And he is ignorant enough or modest much to say he looks ordinary

Or have all the world’s mirrors been lying to him for years continuously?

And I am helpless sitting here wondering

How can I be any less than a hopeless I am already

This love-cocktail is so serious and annoying.. Its crazy

I want this to pass.. and its not ready to leave me.

Its not love, that I am sure of.. maybe wrong attachment for now

Cant stop thinking.. and I wonder what is this stupid obsession all about?
and i am the girl who will one day lead the World
cant be wallowing in all this, cant be broken or hurt...

It’s not something serious, yet it acts like it is.. well maybe its just a phase

Or maybe it’s a game of finding who is better suited to taste that Love-cocktail.

Wonder-struck

The night was young and the moon was bright

There you were, with those sparkling eyes

And I loved the sound when you said my name

I hope u & I aren’t Epilogue, but a promising Preface

Cuz You are my wonder and U dance pretty well !

N u got me wonder-struck, I hope this never ends

All that time, I hardly wondered if u r in love with someone else..

Cuz I was more caught up in seeing you everywhere I went

And the night ended like a midnight dream

Avoidin all those hiccups it went swift as a cream

We bid goodbye, and I wonder if you will ever know

that I have been smiling, blushing all my way home

I like how everything, No matter how repulsive, that u do

At the end of it all, Makes me wanna think of  you

So please don’t be or have someone crazy in love with you

Please don’t have someone wonder-struck waiting for you

I get the fuckin' best!

I packed all my life in one name.. to just wake up and find it gone

who didnt choose a less wrong way.. to hurt me less as he did me wrong.

And I’m sure his hands did not tremble

As he went ahead and made out with her

and i am sure he thought he can

cuz he is too effete to leave me like a man!

Reality has it, he is as fake as a girl with fake-mac lipstick

Got 2 tattoos, and none worth it

Its not like I wanna write abt 'em

I like feelin better , So its narcissism!

First time ever I saw someone steal a Princess’ trash

But well to come to think of it, I never really wanted him

I will drop my current’s address to her mailbox when I'm done with him

I am sure she likes to pick up door mats or trash from dust bins !

 they should keep in mind I always get the last laugh

And that would make you wonder cuz he is with her

But don’t u see God has his grace on me?

Cuz Im nt with the immoral pig , but She..

               

Dating a chic who has so much in common with him, kinda shows!

For example, balding problem, well yeah! Everyone knows!

Or maybe she just has excessively large forehead issue

But so does he, these guys r like brother-sister!

See, the nice girl I am, I would be the last person

saying anything about anyone’s appearance

but I must tell 'em cuz they both missed pep school

They can never get anything in life, nomatter how less they stoop!

So well myth of my life was we will stick forever like permanent tattoos

But atleast he can be my comic Muse, and finally for some use!

And once they had fun, making my heart depress-pound like a drum

Sure they found that there is nothing in life I enjoy more than revenge

For sure she has him, but I always get the fucking best!

My life is a party and these guys are old to even enter it

She is fucking her mind with something when I m over it

Well he is a comedy for my friends, 
thanks 2 his funny surname

And he shall know one day, betraying others with that face

Wont make him many friends!

Lay here & Kiss Tonight!

Someone who would have been last to understand

Always happened to be my man

& I just wanna sit under the sheet of Moon

In a garden in its full bloom
or in a night that's dark and snowy
and a 1000 snowflakes sit with u when u feel lonely
we can lay there, just you and me..


Promise me U kill mine & I'll kill ur blues
Cmon in, Last along with me like my tattoos

I know u r no different from them

But y is it so hard to be a man?

Man enough to not rush things?

Man enough to not ever cheat?

Man enough to not leave my arms empty?

Man enough to sweep me off my feet?

Show me a sky that’s about to rain

That would take away all my pain

And I would stand with you, there

Never wanting that sky to clear

Show me an ocean that’s not treacherous

One that doesnot rise on emotions of one of us

We have this world, the Moon

and we have the time

Forget the room you booked

Lets just lay here and kiss tonight !

Grown Ups

Was this for what we all craved?

To be one of these *grown-ups* one day!

To have a heart that refuses to work anymore

Not its fault, its been burned, broken and torn..

To have cynicism pave way for us

To trust blindly and love stupidly… only in imaginations

Driving, Smoking, Piercings,

Tattoos, Parties and Drinking

 is the only best part about this life

Where b’ful ignorance turned into being “cold and wise”

Where at meeting someone, u expect the worst

Where u don’t give in more than half of ur hearts..

Perfect Storm

One.  He is very pretty.

Two. He is very tall.

Three. He is very sweet. I am too cold.

Four. It’s a Perfect Storm.

Holding hands don’t take too long to be replaced by clenched fists,

Liking gets replaced by hating, and that becomes the new habit.

Why is it that when one loves, the other wins?

And when one trusts, the other sins?

And I don’t wanna waste my time for I am afraid we might end the same way

for some reason or the other I cancel his plans but he is sweet 2 ask again

I don’t know why he is so sweet and nice to me

When there would be many easily wooed by his beauty

I am sure there would be many girls who he likes

And even more who want him

He is the type for whom chics sneak out at midnights

and aren’t scared to meet him in alleys that are haunted

There r somethings I wish wud always stay

Like, that night, which is still fresh in my memory

Have played it over and over again

but it still cant get enough of me!


like a rose 2 its thorn, every night has its dawn
bliss will follow us if we hit a Perfect Storm!