Love and Other Drugs

There’s a new drug in town
That I can’t wait to get my hands on

They say he is addictive
I can attest to that myself
They say he’s super sweet
But I think he’s hot as hell

Like a moth to a flame
I find myself at his doorstep again
Begging for one more kiss
Begging for one more on my lips

“I swear it’s totally under control
It’s just a silly little crush”
Is what I told myself before
I fell head over heels for his touch.

No I don’t need rehab or an intervention
Because he is the perfect medicine
To heal my hollow heart
And make me feel like living art.

Freedom

Being free from obligations is both a blessing and a curse, because you don’t know what your heart really wants. So many options, not enough time to choose, all you do is sit and muse.

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The Sky

The sky is blue
Oh! What a wonderful hue;
It soothes your eyes,
And stops all the sighs.
It reminds us of the sea
You will surely agree;
With clouds strewn across
Like stones covered with moss.
It’ll make you feel cheery
I guarantee you won’t feel weary;
It can make an ordinary man
Want to fly like a superman.
So whenever you feel sad
And want to cry like mad;
Just look up at the sky!
Just look up at the sky!
- Maleika Hussain