Getting Killed For You Is Easy Poem by Raghav Mishra

The pendulum moves so slow,
Now nothing glows.

The days doesn't pass fastly,
Each day slams pain intensely.

I'm glooming, babu waiting kills,
And I ain't got no morphine nor pills.

Darkness in the Febarch,
but still your face comes up.

The yellow rays now have turned blue and,
Blue to yellow only you can.

An upside down world thats' where I live in,
But every day I'm giving in.

I'm an avid, avid for you,
Tell me the same would you?

Tearing my heart out, I cant',
My eyes are the reflectors of it, just see through them.

Stillnes, I have felt it whenever you have been around,
But when you're not happiness doesn't sound.

The time with you gets greasy,
Waiting kills, but for you getting killed is easy.