Sunday, September 26, 2010

Choke Choke


Choke Choke Choke,
Tht's hw my heart goes,
Whn u r not around, feels
Lik my wind pipe is cut down.

Whneve u called me mama, I came
Running down even though
I was in pyjama.
You know hw much I luv u, n
U knw, I wn't even drem
To hurt u. But its, the
Other case around.

My frnz ask me why I can't just walk
away from you & spend,
some time with them.
It hurts when u compare me, wit
Ur ex whom I want to Axe.

Choke Choke Chkoe,
Tht's hw my heart goes,
Whn u r not around, feels
Lik my wind pipe is cut down.

Note: This is my first try in hip-hop, lemme knw wht u guys think of it.

11 comments:

  1. I am pretty sure this was aimed at peaches.. Nice poem.. I see a poetic edge sprouting inside of you :D

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    RoHiT...:-)
    dial-a-denial.blogspot.com

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  2. Hahaha.. man, its not a't peaches... she is just a baby & hw can she have an Ex..? It's just a song man.. thnx 4 d compliment though..:D

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  3. Hahaha...enjoyed from the beginning till the end..was full of innocent love..

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  4. An interesting contribution to the potluck :) Enjoy!
    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/04/17/the-girl-in-the-corner-so-you-can-remember/

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  5. interesting!
    I liked this!

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  6. @ Jingle: thanks for reading..:D
    @ Mia: Thank you..!

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  7. nice.. here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/22/springtide/

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