Be My Marlyn

 when everyone is busy searching for their James Dean

I  yearn for you to be my Marlyn 

I long to admire your morning face

Oh! How you untangle your messy thoughts and mane 

I despise all standards 

You are far and beyond Cosmo's selection

No, I'm not here to rescue you, I won't be your hero, won't play pretense 

I'd rather scramble and decipher your nostalgic forest so dense 

And No!No! No! I won't be the dominant one who'd make you clip your wings and burn your dream at stake

Be quiet, crossed legs, corsets, don't laugh, don't speak, and all the other archetypes I'mma break.

all I require is for you to be you

Be peculiar, an overthinker, crazy, loud, sometimes a freak so you'd never be cuffed up 

And whenever we'd face time I'd see the covered scars and not your makeup puffed up

And now this rhyme has come to an end

now will you be mine   My Marlyn!

Modern Times - An Ode to Mr Dickens

 To my dear Mr Dickens 

now don't go all freaking 

And no i ain't changing anything that you; 've written 

I welcome you to the modern times 

Now teens are cutting schools and committing crimes 

relieving stress through popits and gooey slimes 

We have our own rottening ABCD 

Let me introduce, you to bipolar, ADHD and OCD 

These days it has been quite tough 

because enough is never enough 

AI is taking over the mankind

Everyone is focused on the finish line 

And no, we won't be needing any Bounderby 

We are our own oppressors, here is depression and anxiety 

Imagination is being abused

Building tools for the darkness's amuse 

 Emptying the founders and keepers but we ain't looking for us 

Deciphering logic through imagination 

Doom and domination are our only our mission