mind Over matter

Money is important This currency,  The medium of exchange  Is very important Don't believe anyone, anytime Who says otherwise You needn't make it, Exploiting others though From dowry to bribes Different name  For living on someone else's  Rightful pride You need people Of similar vibe To come together  To make it Each one benefits from it  While it lasts The limit being subjective Amount earned can be spent  Not only on you and your love ones But Just look around You'll find many in need Help them out For once you were Or  Can be  Having a similar living...

Trying to come clean You being a University of Hypocrisy - Dean My clothes, my waist, my arms, my chest Aren't things you score me on as some test Now coming to sizes if we talk Your ego is way bigger than the thing between your walk Your actions had the shrill of silence Only for empty words you held the license Babe, you were well aware that I was ill Yet you chose to strengthen my will to self-kill Did you actually ever care? Boasting you gave your whole, how you dare? Glad our ways parted I can't remember why we ever got started..

The beaches The bridges The exotic colonies The party vibe The fresh air The lanes, the bylanes The village Mind health The unity The brotherhood The ashram The spiritual boom And  Yet, I get a feeling of  Disgust Anguish Helpless Mad anger Whoever said, Said pretty well That, it's the people Who make the place...

Scared of my writing, eh? They bring attention, name Too much of game Better I sit quiet Mute my voice Sing your song Praise you along Wonder if this is love Or bondage? Understanding or Commandment My writings help me breathe Poor you Getting cold feet Deserting words  Ain't an option, baby If you want to leave, The door's on your right, love

I can go for a full bottle of whisky Or gulp in numerous shots of vodka But I no more deal my pain with alcohol I let the pain drown me in Until my very cell feels Of what it is to be a human And not just another Lifeless  Intoxicated body

There comes that feeling  again Like a heavy weight  put over my chest I'm not happy Nor sad What am I  More numb  than alive

My right is your left Your left is my right Neither am I good Nor you bad We are just On the opposite sides Of the  Land