You can never blind me with those.
The kith and kin, went on and in.
Shouting wont cure me now.
it is better you realize it somehow.
Barging thru my ears,
yours words had gone.
Piercing my heart,
where it is the most prone.
Now, there are voices in my head.
Echoing you.
And your words that hurt.
Shutting life out,
words, images and voices.
Yes, I am mad.
At least, I know I am mad.
4 comments:
being mad is a great feeling...keep writing
:) thanks dear..
insane... great. You r crazy and beautiful in ur narration.
Thanks Balaji.. :)
I believe everyone is insane to some extent. :)
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