In search of....
I am in search of real 'Nasha' in toxicated land,
Fumes of comapssion riding me to unknown land.
A Nasha that can tresspass my heart and meet my Soul,
Thoughtful are my thoughts but still I dont know my role.
I didn't mind being a hypocrite,
Yet I always minded being branded with so called stereotype.
Crippling thoughts may be and uncomposed imagination,
Yet I am a dreamer fueled with procrastination
With two-third of honesty and sense of gratitude,
Arrogant I may look but I dont have poisonous attitude.
Barely I can walk yet I am ready to fly,
Fueled with passion to run marathon of my life
I hate failure but still failed so many times,
Everytime I stand up and say myself better luck next time.
Bundled with plethora of insatiable thoughts,
Aiming for sixes and still getting dots.
Running out of fuel on Highway of Success,
Never say die I always say and is only jewel I possess
A Nasha so intoxicated that can weaken my pain,
Success success success I want to feel in my veins.
Enchanted I feel in Winters of my life
Yes I will succeed before end of life.
Thats why........When I am SAD I dont Feel SAD I feel AWESOME instead.
P.s Nasha aka state of mind after consuming some alcohol....