The other night i was still in a 3 hour long meeting and could not leave the board room coz business means business but then there are something of unquestioned priority. A call of nature ( pissing off) is just one of them. tried to capture my feelings when submission to that evoked poetic feelings within me.
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So Strong you cant thrust
Emotions gets metamorphosised
The body sinks and relives
With pulses of sanity paralysed
Eager to lose
To let it go from you
Coz losing now means winning
Wininng yourself for you
Heads scream out
Thoughts catch fire
Buckle seems unbearable and
Actions go haywire
At the end when it wins over
For surely it will, you die or breathe
The storm inside exults out
Dishonoring you with the tiny watery wreath
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doesnt rhyme , sound great but who bothers about it when you are in that state.
