a realisation just after midnight

poetry remains dormant when you are having a joy ride.it erupts only when you try to seek within yourself & try to find certain answers (rather recollect some old answers).it's something like searching your most precious possession in its old address.to me the most concerning thing in life is resurfacing of an unrealistic doubt.you know its unreasonable & totally illogical.then also you tend to succumb to it.you try to drown in your memories even when you know you can swim.the darkness deepens when feel and comfort fades away.all i want is myself to abide with me.tears have no bitterness. i know what i am saying is a heresy but i do abide with me.

covetous me

i saw a anti drug campaign poster in our college today.a nymphomaniac looking girl with piercings all around her face proudly proclaims that she don't do drugs.i had a good laugh seeing it.who cares if you do or don't nymph!!!!
well i am not a patroniser of doing drugs but i am doing it these days & i really feel like me.what i am exactly into is a kind of sugar; a very customised and personalised type.its like my own brand of cocktail of acid and heroine.it gives me a tremendous kick & helps me to seek within.i don't think i was so sure about what i wanted as i am now.only thing it has taken away from me is my ultra-reckless lifestyle.i don't dare to be fatal these days because this sugar clots my thoughts and senses.my best friend opines that i may be diabetic in long run.i simply put a cello tape on her lips- a blatant SHUT UP.
i am not gonna compromise on anything for my drug of life.so all those 'concerned' about me ,you guys can simply f*** off!!!


[n.s.- for all those morons who think i am taking brown sugar, peace off]