What inspires me!!!

Do words inspire me to write,
Or it's time of loneliness talking to me,
I just write that's all there,
and I write so randomly.

it's not pain nor it's affection for some,
I'm a private person, but I'm not so dumb,
Try as I might, I could fathom,
I wonder some times,
What did Eve say when she met up with Adam.

As I mentioned to you My dear reader,
You are reading something That's freaking random,
Thoughts come and go as they want,
In my solitude they haunt ,
Like morning dew on the lawn,
Imagination is unlimited,
When words help you colour your dawn.

So I leave you now,
Smile no smile,  Frown no frown,
I'm still writing, I'm still thinking,
While keeping my head upside down.

The elusive side

I wouldn't know the feeling of having someone beside,
It's not so bad when I say it,  but it is when I write,
How this all sounds, it's funny & sad at the same time,
My search is incomplete and 'time'...It always flies.

What should I do, where do I find the one,
For me It's a million dollar question ,
I'm suffering a bad case of lyrical congestion,
I'm under lot of stress...Getting a one way ticket to isolation.
At such times...

Like an Eagle,  self-doubt takes a flight,
In such chaos he goes everywhere ...
Either Left or right,
Uncertainty lands perfectly unto my mind,
In such confusion I end up in elusive side.

The teenager in me!!!

Why do I follow you & disturb you,
I wouldn't, if you didn't knew,
contact makes heart springs up anew,
It's something I wrote all for you.

You know me clearly,
Despicable with attitude but elite with words & poetry,
I know it's not 70's or 80's anymore,
To woo someone over few rhyming lines or scores,
But what else can I try,
I'm a gentleman at heart but I'm indeed damn shy.

You are one hell of a girl
You shine even on a rainy day
You are brave and away from sorrow
I know that's not a cliché
I hope to meet you again
Again and all over again
Cause I liked you in the past
And funnily I still do
I'm a scaredy cat of confrontation
I'm still a teenager at heart
Who still likes you.

Just a last note

Don't trouble yourself calling me,
Calling me friend, colleague or brother,
I'm a zombie or inhuman to be,
Don't ever just bother.

I wish I was too dead to cry,
To cry like this idiotically,
I'm so numb dumb to suffer,
Hope at least death will meet me ideally.

I wish I was more clear,
Clear about my goal and reason,
I wouldn't have looked like this,
Cause my flaws were like open season.

So you really don't need to bother,
To care for me in any way,
It'll waste time, words, and other things,
I'll soon go far far away!!!