There are a hundred ways to kill a cat,
she says.
Have you started killing one with a smile
nowadays?
Not that I am the victimized cat.
Nor am I the hesitant words on your facebook chat.
Nor am I the abhorred neighbourhood brat.
But if it all came down to a silly cat and mouse game,
Girl, would you be the one to start?
Two Scorpios.
As if the world didn't have enough troubles already.
They keep bumping, meeting,
chatting on stuff that can only be called heady.
Behold! Atlas!
The world just walked off your shoulders.
No, the world I am talking of, is made of warm winter evenings
and hot nescafe cups. Not Just plain boulders.
Two Scorpios.
Never agreeing. Never arguing.
Mind games. Oh, those silly mind games!
Insane, mundane, yet somehow never too tiring.
Two Scorpios.
You can sense the passion across the room.
'Give up', they first say to each other,
and then, as passions begin to zoom,
'Never give up. We have to get this to bloom.'
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