The Cynic Communtity

Cute things I witnessed today   ~Miss A No way I'm doing this, for if so, I'll have so much to dump everyday, But I wanna specially pen it down today for some reason, so let's begin. Cute things that I witnessed today, that's how my day started, A bit cold, a tad tired as it should be, but then there was rain drizzle. Empty roads, small shops still opening business at five thirty, cute, Sweet smell of the milk tea, and a happy psscht of arranging snack packets. The park, filled with energetic pigeons, reigning it like the landlord, The lone dog acting like the king boundaries, owing it all. Oh work, what a droid, now it's gonna be boring right, Saw a girl skinny and judged, pushing up the ramp like a model, Yes! Confidence. You go girl! Woohoo!  Craved chocolate, sweet, will count it in. Saw a disabled woman lacking legs, with a son of about age thirteen, And the son hid in her Saree's Aanchal and slept, while her mother caressed his hair in a bliss. Found anoth

Mewling brew Constant strangeness ~Miss A A morning maze, gripping shoulders back to bed, Heavy eyelids says to jump back into the dreams, Dreams of me fighting and running to save you, Wei o wei me no scared o d daggers,  Hanging on my neck, the earth's coming to haul, Breaking down, getting me underwater, in negative slo-mo. Yet all I see in the shadows casting over the surface, As I manage to come up for air, notice the sirens chanting your name, In a hurry and praying my all in line, like groping on miracle beads, Haunts me to know, you're so important to me, how to keep this a secret, For if they take you one day, I'm losing my all just to have you back, And that's what I'm doing in this fanatsy, shouldn't be slightest of inconvenience for you. Fight for me my dear, and I'm gonna catch you by your hand before you fall, A saviour of yours I wanna be, but that sounds just not like me, Let's try something new again, let me hold your hand, When you fall