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Apr 8, 2009

Sick

‘When ever you are angry write a poem.’ That was what I was told… so here it goes…

Dedications: I’ll pass…!

P.S: no wonder I fall sick so often!

I’m sick of your mind game,
For all your problems I get the blame.

‘She dumped me’ you say,
And follow it up with you incessant ramblings.
I listen to it, love, every single freaking day.
When I want to cry, your phone just rings.
Family problems, money problems, sex problems, guy boners,
Want to dump the frustration, call and do the honors!

I am totally sick of your lies,
Coz all you do when you see me is criticize,

Your work 24 hours a day, 7 days a week,
Then you cook and then you sleep.
So you work all the time and got no time for love…
Then threaten to leave unless you get a quick fuck.
Hate the my nose, way I dress, the way I think and way I kiss,
Then why pretend? Why treat me for ice creams and say, ‘its you I miss.’

I’m so sick of you, just everything about you,
Cribbing, yelling, shouting, fighting its all that you do!

Your sister blames you, you friends hate you, and you suck completely,
Can’t handle it? Fight, yell, abuse and blame it on yours truly.
Lie about love, lie about marriage, lie about the touch, and lie some more,
Cheat on a best friend then send and SMS and expect me to open the door.
My concern is my nagging,
And your commitment? That’s ok, it’s just hanging.

Sick, that’s what I am, that’s what the doctor termed,
When I waited on the hospital bed for you to come.


Disgusted I am, solving, handling your issues,
Appalled I am when you, abuse me, refuse to see my view.
Ailing I am, for I have taken enough abuse,
Sick I am, for this is slow cancer and death is no news.

20 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hawwww,!! *puts hand over open mouth* :P

I dint quite get how one wud cool down by writing a poem when ones angry.. well anyway, since you say it works.. i'll believe you.

But now, do another thing... how about writing a poem when you are really happy..?? Wonder how tht'd turn out to be.. (no adultsss thingzzss haa. :P)

PJ said...

@vishal: 1st of all stop 'hawwww' ing...
it does calm u down... coz it gets out ur frus.
and happy poem i shall write soon.. inshallah...!

mystic rose said...

its called catharsis. and thats the neatest thing about writing.

tho i must say if any of this is true, you are much too young to be dealing with this shit. life is meant to be lived happily. simply becos you are worth it every single second.

hey, glad you liked that post :).

Anonymous 2 said...

Its amazing how we cover ourself in a world where we believe what we want to..and it sometimes drifts us away from reality..Guess what, there's a word for it..Its one one of your tees prakruti..Go figure

Anonymous said...

Simone de Beauvoir's the second sex. I am sure you will love it.. maybe you have already read it..

I dont blog at A Blog Once Was anymore, infact I havent blogged for sometime now.. but thanks for the comment.

Lash.

PJ said...

@lash: thank u for the suggestion shall try to find it... till then keep reading et writing... peace

PJ said...

@anon: i have only 2 tees w/ written stuff... and the one tht matches this one says ESCAPISM, which also happens to be my favorite. y do i hv a feeling i knw who this Anon 2 person is... and i really hope its the same person who used to be very dear to me... it sux not hvin a best frnd arnd!

if ur not tht person kindly enlighten...

the original anon wont comment now as i knw him...
(this might jus be very confusing but the concerned person exctly knw it!)

Anonymous 2 said...

again...we live in such an illusion dont we?

PJ said...

@anon AGAIN: arrrrgh.. i jus realy wnna knw who this is... coz i knw u knw me in real life... telll!

Anonymous 2 said...

:)

and here you thought you knew who this is.. don't we really live in such an illusion?

whats in a name?..You didn't get the point anyway..Escapism it is

PJ said...

ok this is adi right? quit pissing me off... really REALLY bad time! jus tell me

Anonymous 2 said...

well..again..you missed the bus honeybun..escapism :)

Think about it

Unknown said...

wow..nice writeup..this is just so true..So real...just awesome

Unknown said...

"So you work all the time and got no time for love…
Then threaten to leave unless you get a quick fuck."

thats the most truthful and the most rhyming lines i've ever heard..kudos prakruti!!

akaash said...

eh. how many adi-s do ye know? :P

well, i am damn happy to see ye writing it out like this. but the ealier profile-pickky was better, this is hardly viewable!

cheers.

Andy said...

acrimonious, chagrin, vexation, irascibility

:P :P

Aditya Thakur said...

vivid reactions!

Anonymous said...

still sick and tried? :)

dreamer said...

Dropped around after a real long time.
Too much pain in this. Strangely, could very well relate to it.

Hope things are better now.
Keep Writing. :)

Hussain Haidry said...

As confessional as it could get. Nice work :)

P.S I finally surf your blog when not at work! :D