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As I pass by the crowds, I wonder who am I to them? I know it’s a lame question to ask but I do bask in the eyesight of some be it for a few numb- ing moments do I dent their question and I ask again do they have the same questions like “who is he?” Or do they just let it be “what’s his story?” “Is he feeling the same thing as me?” “What are his problems?” “Does he like plums?” I often wonder and plunder do they see those questions and do they feel my depression or do they see my happy moments as I fence with those same questions as I receive random suggestions. one question pops into my mind though what question goes through the minds of random people who see me??? -yakaa: jujaa #dotts

black and white

The world’s lost its color since the moment I lost her her as not in person but “her” I’m referring is long gone and now I’m lost like a symbiote without its host lost in this maze of black and gray I wish the world would go back to the time when I could crack lame jokes and spit out lame hoax of a lie. I wanna lie back into my bed with that enough said I wish to see the colors again I want to be insanely- sane and see this world in color… -yakaa: jujaa

silhouette

It almost got me the thing I can’t see I want it to leave or just be pleased but here the thing is I don’t wanna please that thing; the silhouette that thing that dotes on me and I’m running away being strong, not sway- ing despite strong winds and as far as I hint for it to go away and stay there I do care for it cause that silhouette is nothing but my own self; pleased with just chasing me and as far as I can see it will get me one day that’s for sure; I can say -yakaa: jujaa

three way war

The war rages on but the angel’s gotta stay strong even after getting a beat down from each and every wrong turn they took and from the demons that includes a one hell of a behemoth of a monster too, the source of their strength; a boon of a soup that heals them time and again but one angel stains some o f that  soup with his blood and after drinking that some of them fall and become tainted and some of them feinted to fall just to destroy them all- those fallen angels that dangles so this three way war rages on; good, evil and mediocre ones, home has become a battle ground one trying to lift, one hanging on and one trying to bring us down and it will rage on till our life is gone -yakaa: jujaa