26 March 2011

Weed Story

Pic. Courtesy: Internet


It has been really long that i wrote anything after "Doped"...in a high hallucinating state....so here it comes....another rare yet amusingly weird but interestingly sensible poem.



It was too bright...
So i paint it black...
Now its too dark...
and i want it back....

Jumbled wackos..
Hide and Seek...
Dreams are dry now...
lean and weak...

Crumbled Wishes..
Zig and Zag...
Dont touch..neither...
Weeds and fag...

Stain of droplets...
famished Souls...
My poems are worthless...
With a big black hole !!!!

0 whispers that i heard....: