Liberation


How luxurious is life?
Bottling up our feelings,

Thrashing our fantasies,

Breaking our dreams,

Spreading makeup over abuse.

But why?

When just a snap from a suspending rope,

Can give us the wings of liberation.

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I’m INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Yes indeed sir,

I proudly agree

I’M INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Why you ask,

No it is not because of

My cold heart.

It’s just that

I’M INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Nor is my 

Ignorance and arrogance the reason

For my loveless life;

For no one could love this savage monster,

Who’s just

INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Shackles of humanity


​The shadow crawls up to me,

Engulfing my very existence;

And I ponder upon this thought

Am I ever free?

The everlasting shackles of materialism

Keep me bounded,

Keep me contained,

Keep me enchained,

But alas my spirit is free.

Soaring high but yet not liberated

For there is the human bond that’s inhuman

And the sole reason for miseries.