Treasure Island

Chetan Tehlan

(15-08-1995 / new delhi 73)

Adore


Despite all what i do
It’s the sadness that takes me over
Make me feel like less of me
Or some bullshit all over

It’s not like i don’t adore something
Or i rebuke all the time
It’s my soul
Which resists everything like a crime?

Yeah, i like liking you
Or maybe there was a time
When i see you in books
Or the sun that shines
But sure there a thing which always troubles me
Which always re-shuffles me?
Coz i ain't data smart
I ain’t that funny
When i look back past
It’s not that sunny

I knew i was wrong
So i do now
But life changes
I don’t know, may be somehow

Submitted: Friday, June 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 01, 2013
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