Nostalgic mood and absurd thoughts

Rage rage is all I am feeling now
HAve to break out of this nostalgia
Have to leave all the pain somehow
Is it more to ask for a friend
Why does every journey have to end
If you ask me anytime I want to
Go Back in time and live again
I think I dont want the choice
I never want to get born again
Because my life is full of memories
Memories and people whom i love
Stacked in the timeline down and above
Why do everything has to be left behind
Why do every period come to an end
Why does life move straight n never bend
We say we got more to do and have little time
But left at the end alas with the do's and a whine...

Have I done Enough

Amidst the lonely streets
I walk alone thinking
If I did enough
Enough to make you feel
Have I done enough
Enough to make you forget
All the memories of past
That you think and regret

But my lady whats my fault
If you take me like other guys
Have I done enough
Enough to build on truth
Not on any silly lies
Yes I agree I do sometimes
Do things unintended
But trust if it was my bad
I would never have defended

Now still the question remains
Have I done enough
Enough to get your attention
Enough to get your love
Have i done enough
To make you feel free
To make you always smile
And have I done enough
Enough to make you forget
Made sweet moments to remember
Souvenirs you will never regret

Into the mirror

Standing in front of my image
I look into it eye to eye
There is one simple question
That keeps coming in my mind
Will you ever be the same
In the name of God say
Are you a man at heart
Or corrupted is your chosen way

Ask yourself are you still a human
If you waste and your waste is the thing
the less fortunate is craving and crawling
Ask yourself if your heart still feels
If unnoticed is left a child collecting peels
If ignore be the choice to injustice chosen
Its in front of your eyes but you stand frozen

And still I look into the mirror and ask
If I do enough to ever be the same
Have I done enough to resist the change
Or have I sold my soul to success in exchange..

At the end of a day

the moments are here somewhere
scattered and lost in sands of time
like a boat without oars sailing
Set out to complete an incomplete rhyme

lots of luck and little bit of brain
the ways of world will drive you insane
lots of efforts and so less gain
cant get born without any pain

but the light of hope is in this heart
someday will overcome my fate
u have a soul you have a conscience
u have the will power par any science

with this thought putting an end to a tiresome day
start tomorrow a fresh beginning with another story to say..