Promises premice

Promises premice
.
Promises made to your own mind,
Are the promises couldn’t be kept
.
It’s time for you, to decide
If your own words, push you aside
You trusted yourself, too much
You failed, to peep inside
.
Inside you,
lives your shadow, without a light
Unless you seek,
possible purpose of your sight?
.
Oh You blinded blind
You dared to play your Mind
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#UglyRhymeEveryTime

CATatonia

CATatonia
.
“The forgotten CAT won’t let you sleep.
She will scratch your back, and get your attention..”
Parting message from TshaTsha.
.
“Yes, I am a massive mess sans my CAT.
But then don’t you know?
CATS do belong to NO-ONE.”
.
I have given up on sunlight and my glass full of pure water has lost its clarity.
.
It’s time for you to come back home.
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories
#CowsCatsCrowsCobras: The4C’sOfMyLife

ElecTONIC

ElecTONIC
.
She is on a TONIC
It rinses her in and out
It flushes out the unwanted
It puts her in O’ZONE
.
It shuts her by the day
Good for her
It sluts her but the moon
In a  good way
.
On her trip her blabber
for a change, it makes sense
She sees through me
with her new vision, drug lense
.
What a gem of a tonic
ElecTONIC
.
It sorts the complex, for her
.
It mixes the unmixed, for me
.
It fixes the unfixed, for us
.
She is on a TONIC
.
ElecTONIC
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories

Please…

Please…
.
ZSA ZSA
You will light your cigarette
With duplicate ZIPPO
You will keep playing your
Untuned guitar
You BITCH!
.
You wish to kill my GOLDFISH
Go kill him.
You want to get drunk
REALLY REALLY DRUNK
And puke on my Italian leathered Ambassador couches
That’s ALL RIGHT
.
But I beg you,
PLEASE don’t steal the sky
while I am all set to fly
.
Don’t steal the sky
When I am all set to fly
.
Please…
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories

Inner tour

Inside me
.
Inside me is a lie
Inside me is a false logic
Inside me is a detuned guitar
Inside me is an abstract painting
.
Inside me is a clove cigarette
Inside me is a torned fishing net
Inside me is the wet winter jacket
Inside me is the horror film set
.
Inside me is the festival, uncelebrated
Inside me is the scale, not calibrated
Inside me is the broken typewriter
Inside me is the cracked leaking shelter
.
Inside me is a song that I dedicate to no one
Inside me is a song that I dedicate to no one
Inside me is a song that I dedicate to no one
Inside me is a song that I dedicate to no one
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories
#UglyRhymeEveryTime

One sided love story

One sided love story..
from both the sides..
.
How much ever he believed
His doubts won’t take their leave
If he is hardly doubting it..
For him, at times love stayed unfit..
.
She has poured in all that’s hers, she thinks
To the proven ship of love, that sinks..
Having thousand things to share
Not receiving, somehow…seems unfair
.
How to deal with..one sided love story..
One sided love story…from both the sides
.
While the love that they both shared..
Seldom darkness blinked, stared
Reacting She would get scared
But he won’t shed a single tear..
.
But they never lost their trust
Yet they never lost their love
Over the ugly pain that resides
Who gets what, when, how? who decides..
.
How to deal with..one sided love story..
One sided love story…from both the sides
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories

The map

The map
.
Walking by the sea
He thought it would be easy
To reach the unreal land
The land with the sparkling sand
.
Wandering by the trees
In the winter he would freeze
Till he reached fancy plateau
Plateau with moustached crew
.
Drinking by the roads
While his life spins unfolds
The red wine audible gulp
Gulp the spring grape pulp
.
Tired once he rested
So many nights wasted
He dreamed of swing song sway
He swayed to lose his way?
.
Thinking by the river sack
He took out the crumpled map
He cried, he sang his sorrow
To the torn paper piece, the arrow
.
The missing arrow pointing the north
~
|| vishwamitra ||
KTFS – Killing time filling space
#PastLivesMemories