​I’ll get back at the world,

I considered as Mine.

As there remain no people,

Who once made my world shine.

I felt loved when I was in their count,

But they made me realise I was just an avenue to

Kill time.

Its true that there lies a piece in solace.

Yet it becomes pain in the ass to be there,

When there are no other choices.

Certainly,to be left alone was not out of my choice,

It was my only option left.

Time and Tide wait for none

And it’s inside me,the hooligan 

Who don’t want to be shun.

And it’s me caught up between benevolence & spite,

Hurt up to the eternity,

Yet finding way to define how much

I want all of ’em back to justify.

Its a side-effect of the fervent feelings dig deep inside,

That this bug is not letting the retrospection fly.

Clueless as to say whether I want to babble about 

How I miss those Betrayers who abandoned me 

Or about an internal rage that is budding inside me against

the affection & ardent feeling that comes my way through

Any new way.