taste my blood

contemplate my thoughts,

on roads with no destination,

like a heard without a followers;

any mind can hold onto pain,

any heart can rush like a blood, 

sometimes,in vain , for no reasons,

yet arguements bind like an unknown force

heart to soul;

i stay in me, a stranger to me

busy in worldly things, ignoring those self pleas,

deafness, dumbness like a black night

i hold onto deception again and again;

blinds do scream, dumbs do feel,

but in this hard shell i keep on lingering

numb, helplessly;

i look  fo GOD, my unfaithfulness seals me,

like a prisoner without jail, like a bird enslaved in open fields..

i breathe deeply,

still my lungs congested, for i have lost the faith on moving breeze..

here and there,. north and south

i have lost the point,

like a wanderer unknown , drenched in sweats of self inflicted pain

and vision is lost , footsteps waggle in sweet rain;

bitterness is not what u feel in poison,

taste my blood in some lazy night, ull never feel alive

and ur blood would turn into a dark cold ice!!

hiramalik