Addiction

My vision's blurry
And my speech is slurry
Reckless and in a hurry
Incoming reality checklist which I need to bury
Instagram and train of stories
Right tap tap tap….
Oh look at me I'm a psychopath !
I need your validation to get HIGH on the Glory
A few cigarette here and there
Just the right amount of toppings on this vanity fair
Woke up 11.30 in the morning I've headache now…
Why the FCUK the sun does have a glare !
Now that I've turned into a zombie I don't need vitamin D for skin care
Blood is to mainstream I gotta drink a few litres of wine just to be clear
Feminism got Women a glass of of wine in one hand and cigarettes in the other
Men got nothing to lose so they piss Old monk like the stream from the souther
Hey bruh don't worry I've four kidneys and two livers * in case of emergency *
The coolness with which I smoke my stash around
Junkies wanna just crash my house
I'm the alpha male and the ladies just turn their head around
Eyes red everywhere
Two shades light to be pretty
Smoke some hookah you pretty
I'll buy you a new pair of lungs when you need it * wink *
Marijuana is peace
Hey kid how much for the cookies ?
Look I'm the leader of this nation
One joint at a time is the notion
-N.B

Will I be the same ?

Will I be the same when we fall apart ?
Will I be able to see any other girl the way I saw you ?
Will even my poems feel the warmth of skin of whom about it is written for and about ?
Will I say good night dear or night until the day arises ?
What will be the parameters of liking her ? You or her beauty ?
Everybody thinks I've met my love and romancing with her but,
Will I be ever satisfied even though I've never felt beyond a few hand shaken and a few shoulder taps
Or admiring you chubby cheeks
Will my lines become clichéd ?
I guess I got my answer, Touche!
Will I breath the same ?
Will you answer these never ending questions or you will even leave this like you left me,
Unanswered when I asked nothing.
-N.B.

I don’t know why I’m so weird Pt.3

I don't know why I'm so weird
I see the future passing by me as if there's no illusion
Passing through the mountain peaks on a starry night
I see the optimism floating up in the sky
Yet I don't give up …
Again the question…. Why ?
The car is pitch black with yellow headlights like the sun
They scan for animal fight club on these white lined roads
There's 2 passengers in the back seats
One is my so called friend and her evil twin "fiance"
It's not I hate him but there's no neutral space either
But at that moment I don't care who's with me
Nor I flow into the distant future "future"
I just listen to the beats of "Hey Jude"
That evil twin's suspicious.. he asks "Are you high dude ?"
I just mutter under my breath… "No clue"
Even those roads are feels like home
Still better than the boulevard of broken dreams
My love for them still grows… every single time
Yes, I'm SINGLE at the moment
Too old and too rich use torrent
I lay in my bed with every scene running like a 1920's movies came true
Who said it's an illusion when in my mind it's all real
-N.B.

Kings of mirage

I was the king
You were the soldier
You are the rebellion I once was and that it is over
Standing out differently,
People ready to stoke and smoulder

I was the king
You were the soldier
You were true to me
Lets march together into the monarchs
You were the foundation of my kingdom
You spilled you’re blood full of wisdom

I was the king
You were the soldier
You were the loud thunder
I was the silent storm under

I was the king
You were the soldier
I get you, most of it
You were me, when I was three
Now just to need to set yourself free

I was the king
You were the soldier
But this is how it’s meant to be
Let me change your shady thoughts
I may try but you must permit
I’m no invader, just a silly kingdom hermit !

-N.B.

You kneel before my throne unaware it was made of lies .
Unknown

Life

She’s here to stay or let’s say
She’s here to slay me
It’s like trying to out pace the inevitable
All the emotions she shows to me
More like poses of a model directed towards a camera called my heart
All the editing and the touch ups to her faces
Done in a supercomputer call her brain
And if ghost busting was a trophy hunting sport
She already had me ghosted
Roasted like coffee beans
Eventually directly tossed into garbage bin
It’s not about him or her
Nor the question what or why ?
Everything centred around pronoun “I”
” Is it me or is it getting crazier out there ? is also not question to be asked”
Cuz I know for sure it was always this crazy out there
My parents put me in a bubble
Where truth and honesty were real
And she’s trying to bust that bubble
Trying to put back in the trouble… From which I’m trying to escape

-N.B.

I don’t know why I’m so weird Pt.II

I don’t know why I’m so weird
Suddenly on lousy Saturday evenings, I miss those nonexistent visit to these white and brown beaches
The soft sand under my feet
No worry of my flip flops being worn by the sea
The blushing of the sun when it touches the horizon
Me just sitting on the coastline
The sand is being playful
Filling every possible and impossible pockets of my shorts
The sea air damping my bare back and neck
Trying to replace my sweat glands (if possible)
Why is there a guitar playing in the background ?
When it is actually playing in my brain
A sweet voice singing
White teeths all over…. Smiling !
Man it’s confusing,
Even though it feels delusional… I’m enjoying
Swinging to the beats of heartbeats around me
Everything is so unreal
I’ve lost my mind for real
The darkness and coconuts shadow
Under the moonlight I lay
It’s midst of a summer
Yet there’s bonfire
My hands empty of I don’t know what…. They just feel empty at the moment.
My hair trying to chase the wind
But even the wind’s a trickster
It runs all around… He he !
There’s sound of something crashing on the beach again and again
I don’t rush to what happened
It’s crashing so rhythmic
I want to crash in love…. All over again
Who said it’s an illusion when in my mind it’s all real

-N.B