My Type

I think might have a type
I never thought I would
But I see a pattern in the girls tht catch my eyes

A well done short bob hair
or thin rimmed glasses
Light hair
Sharp eyes
And the worst is a captivating smile

The best part about this is that
you have no idea who this reminds you of.

But if someone crossed your mind,
while reading those features,
then I must let you know;
You're screwed.

We're in the same boat though
Just like that man in an uncharacteristically bright blue kurta, begging for some money in front of a saree shop.
Who knows
Maybe he has a screw up of his own

We're all just screws, nuts and bolts in this world
That keep getting screwed into the wooden edges of a table

A perfect table
Plane,
Well balanced,
Parallel to the hell beneath us

Heaven is an arch
that doesn't fit in our properly sinsiter world
of line, angle and measurements.
Where nothing can happen without holy curves

Who gives a shit about it all anyways?