We always fight to find the lost happiness and when found, we barge ourselves to snatch it.
Needle , Oh dear needle
Where are you?
I have a prolonged searched,
My aching head is subtlety perched.
Don’t you know world is a bizarre?
World is an active agent where you and me are just a wee.
Don’t get lost within the weeping trees.
You see a heap as a spicy dish,
The dish poisons you with a wish.
Don’t you dare give them your hands,
because they we’ll be having massive plans.
Oh! look there i see a hope,
hope leads me to settle for cope.
but, the look was just a hoax,
Try to look slight beyond the box.
Hope, shout again till the needle bumps out,
Why? why she asked with an overwhelming proud.
i cried, i cried again and said,
I am not able to find you now,
She laughed, she laughed hard and played,
don’t act and be such a pussy cow.
Now i am under some stress,
certainly going to find you from the mess.
Once found the nasty wishes,
better to be locked with some kisses.
Forechosen vagued senses over humans.
