Mars

  Missing Myself… Missing myself… Whether I slipped? Whether I disappeared? Whether I lost? Whether I died?   Yes, I have slipped. I am unable to get up! I don’t like to move, even It gives me pain. But I need to gain   Yes, I have disappeared. Looking at where I am! I am like a maze now. You can see me from afar. But feeling less and bore.   Yes, I have lost Where I kept my faith My palms are white. They have no secrets now. But they want to bow.   Yes, I have died. The whole body is paralyzed. You may refer to it as an object. My eyes are filled. But they have already killed   Trying to be conscious But going to be unconscious. Feeling as obnoxious While seeing pretentious Know that all of them are noxious Finally becoming anxious.    

  Ineffable Agony It is an ineffable agony to get hurt by the favorite. The one who knows everything but acts as a tolerate. Nothing useful later felt coz that one gone forever gone, Then you won’t be born.  Fume remains...   Life is full of mysterious, Do not change it to mischievous. Sacrifices will be there, Don’t let you to tear. Fume remains...   Live your life as your own wish. It must not be someone's dish. If you allow it Then sleep with a pillow kit. Fume remains...   Some will learn by experience. Some from others, Some by self, What about incorrigible? Fume remains...