Monday, 23 November 2015
You and me
Makes us we
Made for each other they say
Not a single clue I see
To everything they claim!
No sounds amongst the folks
No words when alone
No sharing of thoughts
No fun and laughter
Smiles seem to disappear,
The moment I come near.
What is it, I'm trying to figure
May be a hallucination or a reality I fear!
Sometimes I wonder, why I am with you
There's not a single thing that you want me to do for you
Experts say spending time, traveling to places makes things better.
What I experience is, the more we accompany each other,
The more we go to places,
Makes me realize,
what a hollow thing we follow!
Tiffs turn into fights
The frugal talk that we barely share
Vanishes all away!
The only time you want to come to me
Is when your body starts craving for its needs!
What should I do,
I don't understand
You don't like the way I talk,
You look with repugnance, the way I dress
You don't let me be
What should I call this,
Too much space or
Too little love?
What I say, never means anything to you
My value in your life, is just next to zero!
Should I walk away from all of this?
But you're a humble man they say!
Or should I let the situation be like this
Stay with you forever and die inside steady and slow!
Day 23 of NoMo