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Rebel’s tune

I ain’t on coke!

High on life:

Swinging on the crowded road;

Crumpled paper;

Rumpled hair!

Who gives a damn!

Drenched my hair into the Arabian water;

Sinking deep!

Face losing  color!

I wanna shout and get high on weed!

Lemme sing for you,

My tune makes you roar to life.

I wanna kick the empty can and spit on society!

Be a Rebel!

Piercing my soul!

I cease to exist!

Heard my soul and ghost yelling!

Crooning a tune.




Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

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