What Wrong Did I Do Now?

All my life, I have been an outcast. I have lived under the culture and guidance of others, without recognising my own terms and conditions. I have conditioned my environment to what people expect of me. Even then, I get criticised and repelled by social norms.

"Live One Day At A Time". That should be your motto, forget your past and think of the present. What if the present is keeping me away from happiness? In this large overcrowded society, I stand alone. By myself. You don't how it feels to be lonely amongst people you care for. You don't know how it feels to be uncared for. You just don't know.

I'm overthinking. It apparently is my fault! I cannot keep up with these technological differences because of my ideologies. I don't believe in what they do, I don't fancy what they do. It is a nocturnal process; satisfying other people with all our energy and resources. Although, the minute they are fulfilled your offerings, they find someone new.

Regardless your passion and attention, "human" forget humanity. Overstating your interest and mirroring them to the society doesn't identify me. No! But I need to do it. It's not the "attention" I'm seeking for. Its the love. Its the life.

Every step, every word and every second. I do people wrong. If you don't mind me asking, what wrong did I do now?

Trembling Lives

Trembling hands,
She held on to him one last time.
She felt every last breath he took.

Trembling sense,
He saw her world tumble down.
He had promised to keep her vow.

Trembling dreams,
They lied side by side.
He had a ring.
She buried it under her death bed.

All She Ever Wanted

Lockdown under the guard if their system.
"Chocked and yet blessed"
That's how she convinced herself;
Day & Night. Dawn & Twilight.

Comparison, through the skin of men.
"If only true beauty prevailed"
That's how she got through the day;
Thick & Thin. Cold & Solid.

Sick of being poisoned, by the regulations.
"It's only to make you better"
That's how she went to bed;
Forever & Ever. Ever & Ever.

Tears In The Desert

Solitude inevitable by death,
Dragging conscious of life.
Through she sat, waiting;
Oh! The provocative shout!

Lying closely, nearing the end.
All she needed was; time out.
Bearing the fruit of her emptiness,
Cries prevailed the starlight.

Shutting out from the world,
She needed to set her life straight.
All the dangerous specimen,
Never really her mistake.

Insecurities poisoned,
Snuggled in with delight.
Holding on to the peace, she needed.
Tears in the desert, alas!

Demoiselle In Distress

Her personality is covered,
Only an outspoken vertebrate.
Her sorrows are hidden,
Behind the smile on her face.

She is misjudged,
Due to words unsaid.
She is distraught,
By the action of her fate.

Silence masking arrogance,
Friendly masking flirt,
She can't keep her buttons up,
Unless she has some shame.

Actions mistaken for words,
The ones which are never said.
Support is all that she needed,
The Demoiselle in distress.

Estranged Feelings

The days are getting longer, darker and unbearable.
Please, let me out.

Spider webbed by emotions,
Conclusions not made.
Covered by a notion,
Of a spooky address.

Clouded by numbness;
Estranged by feelings.
Guts, Love, Innocence,
All out of place.

Light-sourced man,
A respected beloved.
Shattered like glass,
Such a mess.

Bounded by darkness,
Snake-bitten dreams,
All we need is a;
Soulful rest.

The days are getting longer, darker and unbearable.

Please, let me out. 

Mystery Man [Series, Volume 2]

She shut the world with her eyes,
Tears streaming down her face.
Flinching under the sunlight,
A tale she would never tell.

Reflection in the mirror,
Obstruction in her path.
There, he crossed again,
What was this worth?

A dark knight pride,
A rose of a heart.
He seemed so distant
Yet resided in her mind.

The rouged eyes set upon her,
Had a thousand words unsaid.
He loved her dearly,
But the words unheard till death.

She shut the world with her eyes,
The voice of love had no sense,
Except when she looked him in the eye.
Except when he was by her side.