WHAT TO DO?

Expression, expression,
How i wish it could be my friend,
Coz ive got it all bundled inside my head,
I can understand it very well,
But the problem’s that it dosnt comes out well,
Kinda stays up there,
No matter what i do,
It wont budge a bit,
Ive tried writing, ive tried talking,
Ive tried everything,
Only to fall on the conclusion,
That for now,
I just dont know
What to do?…
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EVILNESS!

Evil, evil, evilness,
Manifests in my life everyday,
I get to experience it every now and then,
Its always in the back of my mind,
Sitting quietly,
In a dormant state,
It needs just a little bit of push,
To become active, come flaring down,
Ready to attack me with its poison,
This evilness manifests in my mind,
Its no other than the bad, bad thoughts,
These thoughts which wields all the power ,
To push me against the wall..
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THOSE NIGHTS

I still remember those long long nights,
Long black nights of my early life,
Cuddled up with my father,
Falling asleep to the sound of desert rose,
That was his favourite song,
The faintest tune of that song,
Still wields the power in itself,
To tranport me back to those nights,
Those beautiful childhood nights,
That sweet sweet melody slowly lulling me to deep deep sleep…
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DELICIOUS!

Ive still got fond memories of that house,
The house where i took birth,
It was not a big one,
But was not too small,
It was something in the middle,
The size dosnt matter what really does,
Is the warmth, the love,  and the care,
That i felt always, it was always there,
I could not imagine life elsewhere,
It always smelled mainly of three things that i loved and still do,
And that was food, food and food,
Oh! How ‘tasty’ were those childhood days!…
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THOSE DAYS…

Once upon a decade ago,
The front of my then house,
Which i called a park,
Was in some olden days,
Full of kids buzzing around,
We were always upto something,
Making plans, excitement all around,
I still remember that feeling,
That electric atmosphere all around,
We were small girls growing up,
Who saw their world in a different light every day,
Cos every new day brought something new for us,
Constantly learning about the world around us,
We thought we would grow up together,
Unless transfers of our families took place,
With a stone in our heart,
We whispered a goodbye to each other,
The chain of our fairytale like days together,
Forever disrupted…
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