loony tunes

never wanted to fall in love
always resented the idea downright
thought i can be that strong
to avoid falling in that one  trough..
but something somewhere had different plans
or maybe, blame it on the slippery planks?
but whatever it may have been
the fact remains, i failed miserably..
and it was all i thought how it would be
with light and darkness in all their equality
add to it some dash of red
and yes, you will find all the gashes of hatred..
a swamp could have well been a better place
it makes me think
'coz at least, it would have been devoid of all the reds in it
i think i could have dealt with all the browns
than to have to cope with the innumerable frowns..
not that i'm scared of the crows feet
that the frowns may bring with it
but what scares me the most
is the plain thought of scraping my knee..
and pray, you may ask
what's knee got to do with it?
maybe nothing, but it definitely helps to paint a pic..
always the one to love to walk
to run, to fly, to sit, and to talk
without any limits and constraints
and any lines to define boundaries..
they say, flamboyancy is an evil deed
'coz it doesn't specify the path of need
but that's what drew me to it
'coz i knew, that was never something which i could ever need..
so where does it all leave me
in this conquest that involves the "love" in being?
i guess, it still leaves me in that trough
failing miserably in something
i never thought i will ever take to it..
as i stay fallen, battered and bruised
amidst the darks, the reds and the browns of it
all i wish is for that flight
to pull me up and set me alright
and again i make a vow not to slip
knowing secretly, the hopeless that i am
it wont be long, before i make it flip.