To kill is to thrill myself
With looks as hooks
I kill myself
With diabolic thoughts
With bleeding veins
On feeding pains
I kill myself
On faking the truth
On baking the bones
By waking the boonsI kill myself
On blasting the past
On revolting at last
I kill myself
With the bleeding brain
Filling the drain
For the weed to feed on
I kill myself
But never have I killed anyone
For buying the thrill
But with sobbing
While robbing
With their curses
And of my verses
I kill myself
1 Sep
My desert which is always green 
Posted by Ritwik Banerjee on September 1, 2007 at 8:57 pm
Why did you write this? It reeks of morbid masochism. Or perhaps extreme depression. Wasn’t expecting such stuff from you! (Sorry for being judgmental about this poem, but I really couldn’t help expressing my bewilderment.)
Posted by allirekha on September 2, 2007 at 4:24 am
That’s ok !!!!!, i would love to see all kind of comments..What u could understand is the real truth…This is a poem expressing the REAL me…i’m always depressed in the inner core of my heart 🙂
With always looks as hooks ;-)..wishing to kill myself
And thanx 4 delivering such a truth ful comment……….
Posted by arvind on September 2, 2007 at 8:31 am
that was pretty weird poem..
anyhow poems are n’t my cup of tea so can’t actually judge them..
Posted by allirekha on September 2, 2007 at 11:06 am
OH yea .. a lil weird stuff frm this weird creature!!!!
Thanx for ur comment n visit 🙂
Posted by arvind on September 2, 2007 at 4:03 pm
ur welcome…
its feels good to read something that i can’t understand.. 😛
Posted by allirekha on September 4, 2007 at 4:23 am
thats cool..u can read as u wish ..some may dig deeep :).. while others just pass by :D..bt sill im happy coz someone is reading 😛
Posted by the.light.bearer on September 8, 2007 at 4:18 pm
i like how u write.
Posted by allirekha on September 10, 2007 at 11:48 am
i liked ur way also.loved it actually ..wil keep checking urs
and thanks for ur comment 🙂
Posted by Honey Bee on September 25, 2007 at 7:07 am
is that you inside? After reading your posts.. this one sounds weird.. anyway its the other side of the same coin
Posted by allirekha on October 1, 2007 at 1:14 pm
u btr call me a dice..have got many sides..
thanks for ur comment 🙂
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Posted by Ritwik Banerjee on November 7, 2007 at 6:21 am
As another person says above, this is a pretty weird poem. Very different from the poems I have seen in your blog, say, a month or two ago. Your images are stronger, your anger and perhaps even self-loathing is more spiked, but your language weaker.
Posted by allirekha on November 10, 2007 at 2:40 pm
i dont know how to make it better..nor do i get that strong image nowadays 🙂