And if you've been reading all of this so far, I must confess that I never intended for any of it to make sense because I'm not writing a thesis . Nor am I on the path to great success with my perspective.
I just wanted to showcase the fact that people will write anything and other people will read that anything just because they want to do something different.
The only excuse for everyday monotony is a whiff of fresh air, that is the distraction you have been waiting all your life for.
It could be as complicated as trying to conquer a mountain or something as simple as changing your status on Facebook.
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Status message: Arvind feels like writing another poem, but is stumped! What do I write about? Any suggestions? :-/
The proceedings so grim.
For as soon as he got out the door,
He found himself flat on the floor.
All the people did watch,... Read more
The Rottweiler gnawing at his crotch.
I thought I saw something fall,
And that's why Yasser has only one ball.
Tiny drops of sweat on his brow,
The elderly man furiously fanned.
Watching them flit about,... Read more
Their legs petite and tanned.
In blue and white,
Stood a bevy of girls.
Like a blond marching band
Some straight and a few curls.
The men shift restlessly,
Watching the girls sway.
Their seductive moves,
Have made their day.
Standing 2 feet away,
Rooted to the spot,
A man and his camera,
Wait for an upskirt shot.
@ Yasser: I wasn't the one who typed 'testicles'. Maybe you should take the quiz!
Moreover, what's the first thing that comes to your mind when I say 'cheerleaders'? We've all seen 'American Beauty'. :P
Across the water,
The moon stretches and grows.
She enjoys the feeling,... Read more
Of sand inbetween her toes.
She feels cold and alone,
And breaks into a sad tune.
The only time the sand shines,
Is in the glow of the moon.
The lights from the passing ships,
Are just a blur.
It's half past twelve,
And there's nobody else but her.
But in the dark she realises,
That it was worth the long drive,
To walk along the beach,
And watch the night come alive.
Is in the glow of the moon...
...To walk along the beach,
And watch the night come alive...... Read more
wendy you rock!
Words cannot describe,
How jealous I am,
That you're getting,... Read more
Your daily supply of ham. (lol)
I like being alone,
And I'm sorry to sound crude,
But I'm not so lonely,
That I'd actually screw a dude.
A wise man once told me,
Live it up, get paid.
Life is not always about,
Getting laid.
It's just a dry spell,
I'm not even in hell.
And even if I don't tell you,
I'm doing pretty well.
I don't prey on women,
During hunting season.
And I read the Cosmopolitan,
For all the wrong reasons.
I'm just a guy,
We have our needs,
But we'll never tell you,
Our dark, dirty deeds.
Staying single for eternity,
Is not a test.
It's a testimony,
Why I'll always be the best.
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Taking a hiatus at work. A distraction. A mental shut down. A lethargic break.
And all I suffered was a moment of euphoria.