Mocking at the cupid

Something I wrote sometime ago....

A wall of zillion issues,
with oodles of questions
and absolutely no answers,
growing tall between us.

Swaying like a skyscraper,
in the midst of a storm,
Bricks of confidence,
flying out randomly.

The bonding mortar of love,
no longer holding strong,
Foundations of time,
weakening, ripping apart.

Fate plays hide n seek
Making funny faces,
Mocking at the cupid,
that struck years ago.

Straw - Is it? ummm? the last one?

We are few degrees away from the full circle.

I am not sure if ......................... I dont want to say it.

Is it the uranus effect or my habits.

This is not the first time.

It has happened before.

My back hurts bad.

What I did may prove the last straw on my back.

अपनी ही करनी का फल है,
नेकियाँ, रुस्वाइयां,
आप के पीछे चलेंगी,
आप की परछाईयाँ।

Whatever Good Bad Ugly I did, It shall remain with me forever, like my shadow.