Loving a stone sculpture..

The day we broke up,

Was the day I was shattered,

Slowly as time went by,

A few pieces I gathered,

Putting them together one by one,

I somehow held it together,

And then you came back to me,

Making everything much better.

The wind whispered to me again,

Singing a song of its own,

Even the stars seemed happy,

A little brighter they shone,

And then the fights began again,

Leaving my dreams shattered.

The thirst for love tortured me,

The fury of my ego burned me,

The pain it caused was severe,

But the desire for you was stronger,

Sometimes you were so good,

Sometimes you were so harsh,

Your mood swings left me confused,

And I started getting disillusioned,

Finally I realized that all this while,

I had been loving a stone sculpture.

I wish I could forget you..

Every morning I wake up,

I wish I was beside you,

Every time I think of you

I feel like calling you,

Every mention of you name,

Makes me feel nostalgic,

Every item gifted by you,

Brings back a piece of memory,

Every time I eat Chinese,

I wish I was eating with you,

Every time I see you online,

I feel like pinging you

Every waking moment spent alone,

I spend it dreaming of you,

Every moment spent with people,

I spend it missing you,

Every night before I sleep,

I wish I could somehow forget you.

Caesar's Love

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your beers;

I come to taste Caesar, not to eat it.

The taste of good food lives after it;

The food is often digested by the intestines;

So let it be with Caesar. The noble Bluto

has told you that this Caesar is the most delicious:

If it were not so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously will the Caesar's Chef  answer for it.

Here, under leave of Bluto and the rest–

For Bluto is a hungry glutton;

So are they all, all gourmand men–

Come I to taste the Caesar’s flavour.

It is indeed tasty and delightful and not just to me:

But Bluto too. He says it is delicious;

And Bluto is a gourmand.

He has tasted many Caesar's across the world.

Whose bills his general managers filled:

Is this Caesar indeed The Most Delicious?

Whenever have the hungry craved, Caesar has delighted:

The Most Delicious should be made of tastier stuff:

Yet Bluto says this is The Most Delicious;

And Bluto is a gourmand.......