Friendship Or A Mistake - Poem by Bikram Dutta
Few friends are of the different kind
are they friends or a shithole they make us think n find
God knows what makes them them think of their so called BEING DIFFERENT
For they have nothing to prove, for they are tantamount to ARROGANT
Efforts I make, Help I initiate, Thoughts I express for in friendship we are reluctant to negligence
And back You get ignorance and tasteless servitude
And these guys don’t respect friendship... don’t even give it the value of a pence
After all these what should one expect from me
Irrelevant talks, Ignorance of our talks, BAKWAAS ATTITUDE… Damn! ! !
Pretty poor…pity on them..
And at the end of the day they say I am what I am…// no offense to anyone but LOLZZZZ
For me all these things doesn’t matter, doesn’t matter however a friend is..
For life is very short for friendship and very long for Foeship.
But there’s a limit for everything…
It hurts when it happens everytime
mind asks to go and sort it out
but brain asks to keep quiet and have a look on SELF RESPECT
Now, in life, on the earth...who doesn’t get misunderstood..
but living on a pile of misunderstandings is like living in a dumb hood
Its truly said one moment of foolishness weakens the friendship knot
And they talk about sorting out as ‘MAY BE… MAY BE NOT’
And in return I say ohhh ‘MAY BE, MAY BE NOT… MAY BE JERK YOURSELF’
Well there were few people who didn’t intend to give attention
But for them I have only one answer..
My middle finger’s standing Ovation…
I think such guys are FREAK as they themselves define
and then would add an adjective b4 it
to make sure no-one’s got it and everything is fine
They would propose the idea of being different..
I don’t disagree for everybody is unique..
But they would gainsay of being drastically extraordinary and variant
But the world’s full of empty cans..
Doing the work of Justin Hammer and expecting fans :)
And for God’s sake… being best is a brave and nice thought
i appreciate it
But the thought of only you being best is a shit
You turn me to ashes and I would turn into myself again
that’s the symbolism of being best… and I am glad that I have done it before
and I am not afraid of anyone… anyone who’s boastful of being apparently BEST
I always wanted a good humble life at stake,
always lived like that. (Few people who would read this may start thinking about what’s happened to me)
But few don’t understand and make me awake
still no offense to anybody… no more feelings which are harder
it was just to show them that if u throw questions we have EXTRAORDINARY AND VIBRANT answer
and lastly I would add..
Am I going to get bothered by you…
few years down I would say
“Are you there, are you there, are you Jerking anywhere? Are you an angel now? I would say Got to hell
I never wanted to end it like this but I already stated the reason..
And this is the way the cookie crumbles! ! : P
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