Needs

 NEEDS

~Miss A

It feels like a dream, the mystical asset to the pain
Becoming more like you, the smell, the perfume.
Yet there’s hunger that I can’t explain.
Didn’t know was there until I met you.

Fishing my way all up to you, nowhere.
All the mist that stays, pours down by the morning.
The flowers which bloom, close by the evening.
Morphing into the one you like, after they reside.

The streets with dead ends, lay no paths for hope
Yet to walk to the end, stays as a moment in motion
If money was adrenaline, I get it why we want it more
You know when love is dopamine, why do you blow on it

So afraid of protest, you live in danger, you accept it
So did I, why does it feel so indifferent?
Controversies in the name of trust, a feast to smart
It only gets so toxic; you know you love being that. You accept it.

To read the different shades, to maintain the algorithm
To go past all the pain, is a part of the matrix system.
Taste water, it tastes different every time
Taste pain, and it’s all the same, as ever described.

To see a face in the morning, then to get away with the image
Holding it upfront, like a mirage, and praying to it
Descendants of fire, don’t talk about the flames
They ask how cold it has been. What is cold and how it hits?

Fireworks go up in the air, they perish with all they have
Enlightening the atmosphere, bringing warmth to the watchers
Was it so easy to light a fire inside me? To be held up and burned.
 And once in the surroundings, let the wind blow you out, you vanish.

All the serpent knew was how to hiss, and you kill her
Cause you know, a poison from her won’t be helped by any drug
All she learned now was to slither and to find pride in her hood
You either run for safety, or you make everything safe for yourself.

It’s been a decade for a promise, a tragic trait I worshipped
To be laid down, might be once and inside the coffin
Trails of lovers won’t follow, only a name substituting for it
Which stays in my head and disappears with me.

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Comments

  1. Decendent of Fire17 February 2022 at 19:00

    Ohkayyy��

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    1. Decendent of Water8 March 2022 at 09:40

      Insignificance of identity.

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    2. I am convinced that next reply will be from Descendant of Earth...

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    3. I have a question ki ye konsa novel padh rahe ho tum.. 'cuz I'm scared

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    4. Descendant of Earth27 March 2022 at 15:28

      How are you so perfect with your guesses?
      I am nkt reading novels, I am ready people for now.

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    5. Decendent of Hell13 April 2022 at 08:34

      Haan ji.

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