Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Search And Kill

Seeps into me,
It grows.
Finds a way to rip it apart.

A complete house, break it to pieces.
Reside in here, wither away,
But not you.

11 comments:

Divya said...

Waah bhai.. royal poetry mood and all nowdays.... ur gonna turn into a devdas i tell u.. and u dont even have a super sexy camera... :P

another brick in the wall said...

hahaha! not everyone is gonna get the joke :D

Divya said...

i know :P good good.. it'll make u feel all special.. then ull write more cheerful stuff maybe :P

Divita said...

it reminds me of - cancer.

another brick in the wall said...

dooood.. you hit the head on the nail.. i mean.. u get it :P :P
life is a cancer dood.. heheh..
ok that made no sense.. but i rarely do :P

Divita said...

:| brick some of us are probably hanging from our feet, the world looks better upside-down :) that's y i hit the head on the nail.

another brick in the wall said...

how does you being a batgirl has anything to do with hitting your head on the nail? :S
you're confusing me man :P

Divita said...

batgirl!! :S

simple - gravity, dude. if it still doesnt hit u, then ll 'nail' it down for u someother day.

another brick in the wall said...

nah! i'm a commerce and law student.. i dont understand gravity.. why does the apple hit the floor and not fly skywards.. i still fail to understand man :S

Abhu said...

*gulp* wats wrong with u?? :S

another brick in the wall said...

a mental disorder called "the empty bottle" disease.. this disease is caused to deprivation of alcohol for a prolonged period.. cure me abhu :P