today i decided to petrify myself.. but i did not have any portions for it.. may be i am already petrified.. its been always hard inside.. a feeling of burden, a feeling of decolonize.. i know loneliness have swept in long before.. but still i am trying to be myself in my self made cocoon.. i need nobody to rock me, nobody to smile at me.. cause everything is just manky. there wasnt a day when i felt 'ok.. something good would happen to me..'.. cause i know nothing is so gr8 to talk about.. everyone has those perfect lifestyle.. creating one for themselves.. but smile all the way around , showing that criticisms wouldnt hurt them at all cause they have the power.. and then smile.. saying .. "what rubbish".." u dont know anything".. yes.. i know i dont know anything.. just one thing, and that is to stay inside my cocoon
anyone could become sanctimonious, but only in their own terms and only in their cocoon.. and once they try to impose their impurity in u, ur outburst would be taken as outcast.. and then u get back to ur nest..

i dont know , y am writing words, which i can say is not imbued with for anyone outside my nest.. hope everything is misspelt, as it always has been.. and that nobody conform anything, sitting in their cocoon...

misspelt

Words have started deceiving me

Since I started writing

It spells wrong

It takes me to another meaning

 

Dictions are of no use

They are in wrong order

They do not show me the correct sense

The correct border

 

Grammar was always right

Now it has started misleading me

I cannot read anything

Even the book known to me

 

Binding was once my hobby

Wrote, then bonded just for me

Now everything lies in here and there

Without anything printed on it