BLACK ROSES..April.17.10..8.08AM

its not only u
the inquisitive crossroads
disdain throbbing the last ends
the ways are different

sometimes I wonder
what a Love can fetch me
My own words are beyond the Love quotient

I am chronic introvert
silent by temperament
need no company
happy at the worst scenario

then why I feel your absence in my live environ
if at all its equable to the live conotations

I search and research

I stop literally to get trapped in Love syndrome
the reasons pertain to pre-hand results quotient

is that I use my obsessions to keep me fit to fight the nuances of ever evolving world and to fight the onslaught of vaccum striking at every neuron
on the slightest stir of the air

reasons may be too simple
well known to the corners of my heart
of my obsession
and of your disdain and aversions

I am laser focused at my calmposed nerves
whilst surfing my way

in the dark
lights together

howsoever I know
I live in absolute hallucinations

bereft of reasoning
to the last nerves

that too
my words are Greek to your Psyche

but one day
your ghost will fight an endless array
where to put my words
haunting through the universe

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