Thursday, 8 October 2015

Unconnected

I feel like I got to make an effort.
Connecting the broken cable,
Twisted and torn away,
I have gone through all the pain, since I couldn’t spell a word.
He, who is true, deserves.
Am holding back with a time bomb,
I will burst up my brain when I touch the copper.
Let me try once,
And I will disappear

No comments:

Post a Comment

"A Sick Boy's Figment memory"

© 2018 Sreejith Jayachandran 13:12pm January 20th, 2017 these stereotypes, am already sad of my consideration- disqualification- y...