Dancing wild…
Music loud…
Graceful moves…
Swooning crowd…
Sleepless nights…
Raining cash…
A drunken bar…
A drunken bash…
Some money earned…
A Family fed…
Thought of as base,
Yet all reveled.
A ban imposed
For sanctity.
Victim of your
Hypocrisy…
No food to feed…
All time to sleep…
At Stars I stare…
As I weep…
No blaring beats…
No leching eyes…
All holy but,
The body dies.
A struggle ensued…
Of work deprived…
Empty Nights…
Yet sleep denied…
About Me
- Himanshu
- Why do I write? Maybe because I am good at it. Or maybe because I am too lazy to cultivate any other hobbies which tend to be time consuming. Maybe it's just about expressing myself, which I think I do best through the written word. Or maybe it's just to keep my mind from getting too idle, and mutating into a devil's workshop. I don't know the reasons why I write. But it's like that about some things. There are no complicated motives involved. You just do it because it makes you happy. Of course it would be great to commercialize this skill. I am no vain, romantic who indulges in art for art’s sake. I am an unadulterated capitalist at heart. So if you are a publisher please do not hesitate to contact me.
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