Yes! there we see it,
No you Mr/Mrs you didn't miss it.
Breathe and slowly gear up,
Caz I'll not miss this chance to tear this thing up.
"Hey! You on WhatsApp? "
Yes or was it, nope.
I figured it out,
It was a yes to that girl in a hesitating gulp.
That night I made my move,
What's up buddy, I'm in love.
"Hi" Yes I know am first,
But that didn't stop her thirst.
We couldn't wait more,
As she send a pic to lure.
I drooled with it,
I peeled myself to it.
Yes you know I got obsessed with it.
Time with her was the best,
But that was less for some of my new guests.
One to start, scrolling to many,
Even I don't know how come I was in so many?
Love to hate,
All of this consumed me in this tiny gate.
I switched from one group to another,
But in real life, no one cared to bother.
Plethora of messages,
From good morning to good night stalled my phone in pages.
Some heart wrenching fools,
Some fuming angry texts,
Blazing seethed fire in those sleeping pests.
Giggles to fake promises,
They spread like a plague of false crisis.
Why should I care?
As I lay down bare.
Sexting with whom,
I felt to bloom and gloom.
Not anymore selfish jackass,
They'll see your nudes in a pass.
Facebook the owner,
Did he see your boner?
Everyday they bring new updates,
Which are installing till this date.
The day buddy you show up,
My contacts somehow grew up.
Now everyday I wake up,
Hundreds of everyday status hurry and line up.
Viewers of my daily status,
Show up in a stammering bus.
And yes I see that too.
My profile pic & my judgement status,
Matters to me and those who peek in my half-naked life to add a plus.
Easy peasy was my life.
Then you show up,
Sticking to that part of my back, forfeit of touch.
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Unresolved Love
PoetryDirty is not always bad Get ready for rhyming slangy tones of twisty lines stuck to your mouth. This book is just a initial start of songs, music and conversations that makes you realise what things you are doing wrong or what path to be chosen. All...
