As Since

Evening - 03:55PM

I'm sitting in dark room, a little light entering in it through ventilation. T/V's on. Latptop's on. Fingers hovering its keyboard and eyes keep gawking at the screen. 

Nobody has control 'pon heart as since the heart's already un-controlled since 'eons so no matter how hard efforts you put to give an platform to its beats, an obsolete heart has got its own way to get blown to the ridge of infatuation, sadistically. In simple words, today's youth's much involved into sex-thing so quite honestly, sex has overwhelmed people with.. self indulgence, resulting, they keep getting eaten deep inside by their own disgust of lies spoken to 'em by their own spirits. I dunno what keeps people lost behind the veil of darkness, but whatever it is, one thing's pretty sure, if you've no track to walk on, no purpose in life to chase on, you can never overcome the things you ever wanted to. As since i already mention, today's "youth" is much into sex thing so yeah having masturbation 24x7 is became their religion. 

(Wait.. what?)

yeah, today's youth's being diverted or i betcha should claim, has been distracted by the writhing analogies of life shown by the hallucination of illusive world. People, friends, lovers, gals, pals, lads and lasses and whatsoever... everyone got their own separate room to get spaced but funny it is, nobody nor the none's spaced ev'n in the arena of anyone's heart as since... everything's turned to emptiness. so yeah, everything's faded away ev'n the love as well, but not to the fullest, not exactly. Urgh... whatever. 

So, what i'm supposed to say is, people addicted to porn oft. wake up late nights and instead of doing something or anything creative and much so-called productive, they being used by porn as since their naive heart's followed by sinful films. So every night's followed by preceded by following day but i wonder, how the one can live his day fully if he's already lost in the addiction to pleasure? Pleasure could be of anything, it could be inhaling drugs, breathing cocaine, having masturbation, sex, lust and whatever pleases the body, completely from top to bottom as since... 

(i)

"... "there's no control 'pon heart... 

that's why sometimes, it's ecstatic so sometimes gone hurt

every time it's seemed sage, love loomed absurd

spirit lost its worth...

life passing by moments, time speeding up in hertz

previously, minutes would squirt. seconds disconcert

presently, the more i tryna get back to old-hood,

the more i divert gone failed being on the verge of life ain't revert

as since v'all be living in dirt -- the dirt of love stirred with yoghurt..."

(ii)

"... love strengthens your spirit but weakens you, whole

its should be witty, its sensations come off of your soul

whether it's hurtful or full of delight

the escalators of love be ecstatic thou' it ain't been polite

no matter how much you oblige, 

love ain't no chandelier but its chandelier world you oft. reunite

love hurts you once, you die in 'twix implications twice

if you're fallen in love, ecstatically you dwight

the pleasure of obsession has you swung with delight

whole night you sing a lullaby & when morn taps at your window,

you wake up & rub you eyes &  wonder, "Is that what's life?""