Those books that I mugged
Those friends that I snubbed
Those front seats for which I fought
Those heavy bags that I brought
Those scores that I loved
Those essays that I shoved
Those results that I boasted
Those moments of getting roasted
Those pens I never shared
Those little things about which I never cared
Those joyous moments I let pass by
Those skills I gave up without a shred of try
Adevtitious Covid got me sick
Fate played a cunning trick
My perfect life spilled like ink
Quarantined on my bed I think
Maybe it was friends over pages
Maybe it was about unlocking cages
Maybe it was not about scores
Maybe if I loved risks more
Maybe if I enjoyed the back seats
Maybe if I carried a bag emptied
Maybe if I would have lived a little more
Maybe if I wasn't such a bore
As my life dangles on luck
In this quarantine few flowers I have plucked
If I survive and get one more chance
I will certainly look at life with a new stance
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A simple walk with silence around
Away from facade and meaningless sounds
Grass rubs your feet clears your mind
Flowers talking, leaves falling behind
Moonlight guides you through
The sky is all black rather than blue
Stars play their part like jewels
A narrow escape from a world thats cruel
Living in the moment you close eyes
Wind gushing through no sound no cries
The world is still the same wrotten place
But you get to smile inside nature's embrace.
Peace and happiness are hard to achieve
In a world filled with sorrows and griefs
You get up from the ground and rise high
You yearn for more but you open your eyes
A hard walk from there to reality
From a soothing dream to all the insanity
This moment stays in some part of your mind
Peaceful was your little escape from mankind .
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Thought or memory which would you chose
If the choice were to be made of one
Is it the past you would like to lose
Or would you want your present gone?
Connecting the dots we move ahead
With past erased there would be nothing to forget
If thought is the one you lose
In the journey of life , how would you further move
The dependence of one on the other
The connection of past and future
Thought or memory which would you chose
If the choice were to be made of one
Like the shimmering lights the past unveils
Forces us to close our eyes
With closed eyes we walk in the present
On falling down ,we blame the skies ?
Freedom from shackles and wings for flight
Thats what you need in the world to survive
Thought or memory an impossible choice
Hope you find your peace tonight.-
Each moment with you
and it's memory
is one of
it's own kind.
Like an incomplete story
It keeps flashing
across my mind
Seconds left were few
I wanted back my delight
So I wished for
nothing but you
As with your loss
a part of me died.-
My heart you are a nomad
Dont know why you wander so freely
In the hope that someone will put out the flames.
All I can see is everyone walking over the ashes.-
What do sane people know
how it feels like, to lose senses.
What do emotional people know
how it feels like, to embrace darkness.-
I discovered my own flawed self covered in scars of my past mistakes.
Happiness knocked, but I was busy writing my tragedy of errors.-
I was a bud waiting for your rain of love
but who knew my own
tears will help me grow .-
Sometimes you find yourself in the darkest of places and some lyrics take you further inside.
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Will the heat of a heavy pay cheque fuse together our broken dreams or burn them away.
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