Life is droll . At any phase of life we can expect the unexpected. It sounds amazing to be adventurous but the predicament which follows makes it insufferable. I often heard that change is good and makes one more adaptable and conducive to the surroundings. But what if status quo is only thing which looks perpetual? What If I am stuck where I have befriended despair?
Life is droll . At any phase of life we can expect the unexpected. It sounds amazing to be adventurous but the predicament which follows makes it insufferable. I often heard that change is good and makes one more adaptable and conducive to the surroundings. But what if status quo is only thing which looks perpetual? What If I am stuck where I have befriended despair?
~Dark~
Life seemed to be in mood of vengeance. Expectations often lead to disappointment.. With compunction I say its veracious.
Disrespect injured ego. Seeking revenge for impertinence or mere concerned about beloved ones?
Felt Goosebumps when formulated the hypothesis of future by taking present tense into consideration.
A day of failures. A day of impertinence. A day of harsh intense pain . A wound is inflicted which looks unrepairable as of now. Body seemed to have relinquished the process of mitosis.. The mitosis of pleasure. Such constant~ness is quite seldom and horrid.
Muscles are contracted and fisted. Throat seems dry and enduring. Veins are oozing with impure bright dark blood. Stomach contracting sporadically and manufacturing a diligent pain. The anatomy and physiology of heart seem to be disturbed. Heart no more filters the velvet dark blue translucent liquid into scarlet red.
Emotions seem to have lost their utility still I can't declare it the epidemic of hysterics. The distinction and capability of segregating emotions seemed to have been lost.
Oblivion is becoming dearer but un~affordable at the same time. Planning an escape from reality but reverie is equally horrid and disturbing.
Baffled with the way emotions are toying with me. Rules of the games are not clear and both the parties playing to lose. A game in which "LOSE" is the mission to accomplish.
Disrespect injured ego. Seeking revenge for impertinence or mere concerned about beloved ones?
Felt Goosebumps when formulated the hypothesis of future by taking present tense into consideration.
A day of failures. A day of impertinence. A day of harsh intense pain . A wound is inflicted which looks unrepairable as of now. Body seemed to have relinquished the process of mitosis.. The mitosis of pleasure. Such constant~ness is quite seldom and horrid.
Muscles are contracted and fisted. Throat seems dry and enduring. Veins are oozing with impure bright dark blood. Stomach contracting sporadically and manufacturing a diligent pain. The anatomy and physiology of heart seem to be disturbed. Heart no more filters the velvet dark blue translucent liquid into scarlet red.
Emotions seem to have lost their utility still I can't declare it the epidemic of hysterics. The distinction and capability of segregating emotions seemed to have been lost.
Oblivion is becoming dearer but un~affordable at the same time. Planning an escape from reality but reverie is equally horrid and disturbing.
Baffled with the way emotions are toying with me. Rules of the games are not clear and both the parties playing to lose. A game in which "LOSE" is the mission to accomplish.
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SinKing ShIp
The trepidation of being in early twenties and modicum of stress starts pouring in like lethal venom. ‘Innocence is Antiquated and Recession is Fad’. ‘Gaffe exemplifies Intelligence and Fluke defines Success’. ‘Altruism is boasted but the character is mere Vanity.’
Where to go and Where no to go?
I always treated life with docility. But change has changed the Life. Trivial things matters the most and once the priorities are no less than trash.
Brazen attitude earns respect and impetuous decisions are rewarded by applauses.
Where to go and Where no to go?
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