PINK ROSES

I hardly find my heart obsessed with mundanes
its a different world with me
never in tune to my realities around

I feel as if I have succumbed to its fancies
It recalls you too much
I search hard where do you fit at all
in my shabby world of thoughts
constraints of millionth
and scary nerves

I locate the relevance
it searches in my relevance
I accept its whimsical order
but it differes all the way

I struggle day and night
to find a niche
where my world reside

I know at my interiors its no where

Whether if
I shall be secluded to the scary words of the illusive
or a world with meaning if at all

my heart says
damn fool
its the meaning itself
obsession of something
its too good
before the hurt quotient

I look at myself
with millions of whys and whats

source: shipra.v, mani sen