The Shape of Voices Inside My Head--|'\

The shape of voice running inside my head
Those which I can't say, which can't be explained
Those are the shapes geometry has yet to discover,
and people have to understand

The shape of voices inside my head
They are there, alive to themselves
They are the ones truly invisible and undead

© +Gajanandamani Adhikari

World Life+_!

This uphill battle
with the same old
spirit, all sold
hands, on fold
temperature, so cold
breathe, on hold.

Life may be unjust
joy and sorrow
greed and anger
light and shadow
poverty or banker
world still turns
magic or science
life still runs.

© +Gajanandamani Adhikari 

not worthy-!

This whole process

is making 

me mad

me sad

me bad

Oh yeah, this is it

not enjoying a bit

just slapping myself with neat

Getting the comments lit

Does that even fit

for me to tryna  knit

the future which cheat

No i am not worthy of this

All the memories which kissed

all those chances which flipped

now my mind is all ripped

My heart has already slipped

Just take me a past already

What is left of me to be finished??

Even I write ©

 because sbd. ordered me!

© +Gajanandamani Adhikari