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Some things are undefined…and they are beautiful while they are undefined…!!!! Everything has its own charm..even the undefined has its own charm…..Undefined do have its own charm…definitely….it leaves imprints…..a dark mark…having its own charm. People lack moral values…they don’t have mercy…….they don’t have ethics…..You hide yourself….in the veil…you show off that you are so beautiful…..you are not…because you have a ugly heart….the pink , blue colors don’t define your beauty….the color of skin so white with foundation. Black is beautiful too. But you don’t give a thought about it. You leave a dark imprint in my heart….that will remind me ever of your deeds…that would make me more stronger.

I have evolved like a phoenix. I have burned myself….like phoenix…….and again got rebirth(s)….with the ashes……I have been like the generations of the phoenix….living a long life and then burning self again to get birth as the same thing. We all are phoenix in many ways…….in many ways we burn ourselves and we get rebirth…regenerate ourselves…for a new life, for a new begining. The red paint in my nails continuously remind me but again…I regenerate myself….whenever I remember….!!!! I have to…

Uff…this neck is paining a lot, I remember my fingers are typing this after a long time period. But why I have been away from writing….here in this place in the web…which was so dear to me….I barely remember…..last time when I wrote here….I have been so away….!! I had to revive everything…again.

I did not cared about the flowing kohl…..it ran through my cheeks…..but I did not let her touch my eyes….and everything seems to be normal…but everything aint normal….undefined(s)….so real…seem so real…. just like sweet fragrance in the air….just like a beeping cell phone….or a voice which says it is Off… (: (:

 

P.S. -:  When you enter you have to exit..

P.S -: Unedited

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2 Responses

  1. I love to read your post as always.I love da way you write and particularly this post bcoz its dedicated to sum1 whom I know. 🙂

    And In this World, Everyone thinks only they were perfect, either they were undefined or they were enigmatic.

    P.S. you know who I am.

  2. Sorry 😦

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