MORE THAN JUST A SUN SIGN

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"All hail Linda Goodman" I can carry on from here, I am not that ruined, Just few bruises here and there, Some good nails piercing my skin till my bones, My heart might be shattered into pieces, But I am not broke, These tears will never see terra firma, Let the pain soak! I can walk on this despair, My feet are burnt a little bit, My throat has its share of slits, But my breaths don’t care, They fit fine in my nostrils, And I breathe them deep, Coz I got a lot to reap! I can still sow some more, I am not tired, I am not done, I may ride the sun into the darkness, Just for the sake of masochistic fun, I may have lost the barbwires that decorated my head, And my bare scalp exposed to numbness, Still I can think and therefore I am, I think of love & loving myself, Might be the ugliest for your eyes, But I won’t disguise my innocence in rage, My aura will set the same sun ablaze! Albeit deception, thy name is BREt, I try to solve myself on the cadenced fret, But even my enemies don’t expect backstabbing, Though I won’t mind if they indulge in same, As they cannot face the frontier that my chest propose, Indeed it won’t be fair game, Loss is all they are left to chose! Never used my surname as flaunt, My name can create equivalent haunt, Left my ego far behind, My being answered the prayers that I offer to almighty, When I look up to myself I stand divine! The romanticized version of my zodiac might have no spine, I never romanced it anyways, I am more than just a sun sign! Written bY: Bharatshree

"All hail Linda Goodman"

I can carry on from here,

I am not that ruined,

Just few bruises here and there,

Some good nails piercing my skin till my bones,

My heart might be shattered into pieces,

But I am not broke,

These tears will never see terra firma,

Let the pain soak!

I can walk on this despair,

My feet are burnt a little bit,

My throat has its share of slits,

But my breaths don’t care,

They fit fine in my nostrils,

And I breathe them deep,

Coz I got a lot to reap!

I can still sow some more,

I am not tired, I am not done,

I may ride the sun into the darkness,

Just for the sake of masochistic fun,

I may have lost the barbwires that decorated my head,

And my bare scalp exposed to numbness,

Still I can think and therefore I am,

I think of love & loving myself,

Might be the ugliest for your eyes,

But I won’t disguise my innocence in rage,

My aura will set the same sun ablaze!

Albeit deception, thy name is BREt,

I try to solve myself on the cadenced fret,

But even my enemies don’t expect backstabbing,

Though I won’t mind if they indulge in same,

As they cannot face the frontier that my chest propose,

Indeed it won’t be fair game,

Loss is all they are left to chose!

Never used my surname as flaunt,

My name can create equivalent haunt,

Left my ego far behind,

My being answered the prayers that I offer to almighty,

When I look up to myself I stand divine!

The romanticized version of my zodiac might have no spine,

I never romanced it anyways,

I am more than just a sun sign!

Written bY: Bharatshree