Ahem feel free to be bored .. This poem is meant to bore you.. Its written by me and manish on the GTalk … Feel free to skip this one.. for it was born out of boredom
Oh boredom, my faithful lover
You never leave me alone
I wish you were a mobile phone,
And I kept you in silent mode
but then u come back to me vibrating and calling
Where nothingness reigns..
Darn you dethroned the king,
and left him with a sling
won’t let me discover distant lands
u never understand
seems like an uneventful event
I can kill you with a knife
oh boredom I always curse you
May you never get your due
For every piece of art is born out of boredom..
And yet you never get the status of martyrdom
but i know it’s you and only you
that would be with me till my death
So I embrace you finally..
with all my heart..
save me from pointless hurts and distasteful words!
One again.. this was meant to bore 🙂