My tryst with pink

Tonight I can write the saddest lines,

Write for Example that my phone is pink

But Oh! My heart is white

My friends are fair,

But Oh! Their souls are dark

Messaging, Calling and cursing me

For buying a phone in a colour

That reminds them of a dry onion soaked in vinegar

Did I, O maker ask thee to get me a pink phone?

Did I ever pray to spoil the keypad of 6020 which was a good phone?

Why did you then, make 6020 an outdated stuff

Or leave me a duplicate keypad whose keys were tough

Didn’t you feel that I won’t be able

To resist the tempt and the pressure,

When devils dance around me with

Their N71, 7610 and Moto v3i in pleasure

I thank thee for making the father of mine,

Who paid for the new phone on time.

But Alas! The euphoria died soon

When you made my tooth fairy a goon,

Sent me to a Nokia priority dealer looking like a chink,

Who had my Nokia 3500 classic only in pink.

Mercy, Mercy, O people of mine,

We all are but puppets

In hands of destiny and time

Lets all thank my stars and powers unseen

That I took pink instead of fluorescent green.

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Too Much Chaos to Sustain

Too much chaos to sustain
Too much silence to breed
Can’t hear the voices clearly
Shapes are too random to see
Ever felt that something was making you insane???
Ha ha ha, yes, too much chaos to sustain

I have so many hands that want me to hold
But it is not even December, yet something
Somewhere takes me cold
Verses are not meant to rhyme
Amongst themselves too often
They can’t make sense now because
There is too much chaos to sustain

It is 12 in the night and there is an urge
To make my mind canvass itself when
Paper and pen merge

There is something in me that is changing
There is something about my destiny that is fast approaching
Acceptance makes the span easy to live
Accepting that there is too much chaos to sustain

Ah, I am breathing again
Alone, but not aloof.