Behind your misery lies a very wise mind
A cunning sharp rivalry undoubtedly calm and kind
Before you realize the shock the bullet has passed
The magic is done and the spell has been cast..
And you still wonder in the meadows thinking
As futile as escaping a Bermuda with ship sinking
An itch , a lust, a crave and those bewitched eyes
And nothing else is left but with truth that you deny.
Just another writer..
Anyway Enjoy \m/
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Expectation
Expectation is an itch
Its a curse from some witch
The moment you born
Expectations are sworn
As you grow up in life
Deeper inside the mind goes the knife
You expect more and more
Get drifted away more from the shore
You expect life to be this way
How you end up is hard to say
But expectations still haunt
Consolations and taunt
And in the end you die
Somewhere else gets born another unfortunate
Your soul leave behind and fly
But those expectations pass on get inherited..
Its a curse from some witch
The moment you born
Expectations are sworn
As you grow up in life
Deeper inside the mind goes the knife
You expect more and more
Get drifted away more from the shore
You expect life to be this way
How you end up is hard to say
But expectations still haunt
Consolations and taunt
And in the end you die
Somewhere else gets born another unfortunate
Your soul leave behind and fly
But those expectations pass on get inherited..
Miss you
In the loneliness I miss someone so badly
You are there and I am here sadly
Day by day I see you everywhere
Seperation so far God plays unfair
A minute with you is like a day
Pleasure to heart needless to say
I wish ther was some kind of magic
A technique defying all human logic
I wish I was capable enough
I wish to stand by you tall and tough
I wanna hold you hand and walk through storms
To candle lights and funky proms
All one needs is someone to love
With you life seems so much simpler enough...
You are there and I am here sadly
Day by day I see you everywhere
Seperation so far God plays unfair
A minute with you is like a day
Pleasure to heart needless to say
I wish ther was some kind of magic
A technique defying all human logic
I wish I was capable enough
I wish to stand by you tall and tough
I wanna hold you hand and walk through storms
To candle lights and funky proms
All one needs is someone to love
With you life seems so much simpler enough...
Saturday, August 6, 2011
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