Funny...
Typing and backspacing.
Knowing well I need to let out this one!
Yet choosing to just curl in.
To fight the night demons.
Knowing well I don't have to do this,
Not at least alone!
Yet, push myself to be alone.
Best part being the laugh of mock.
Which I rings in my head just like a melodious demonic laugh.
Hitting me back to the stone of reality.
You came alone, you will go alone..
What you got in between was just for making your fun...
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Painting our lives together
By your side
No worries and calm mind
Smiling and
Loving you is my life
You are one
Thank you Hope
For being my future wife
- Big Bun
I don't know how longer I can sustain
Or I say my heart can take
As your sweet words are sugary sweet
Making me a diabetic
One day it may reach the brink
And your future wife will be no more wife in a wink
- Sweet Bun-
It would be like a cuckoo
Singing joyous songs
Letting us know the day will pass
And the weekend is here-
Left...
The day I saw what was left in me.
I saw the self in me.
That was bit broken, Yet trying to heal.
The wound was not new, Yet felt as new as today's born.
Wandering around, looking how I got here.
Puts me back in the box, which I had climbed to start a new.
The era changed, so did I.
But the inner self remained the same don't know why.
Is it me or you who saw this coming.
Maybe we would have done better than this in long run.
But then again you left...
Just like the spring I lived once..
You left...-
The haunt seens back on hunt.
The business it runs is hunting down the peace.
I tried to run and hide my fun.
As I curled myself in, I tried to breathe.
Hoping it won't find me.
But just like that day it turned lively in front of my eyes.
As I looked around looking for an anchor to hold.
I found myself in an empty loop.
Whether I came back to the point the hunt began by haunt.
At last I failed... But then I know it's not the end.
Because the person I love will definitely come to find me in the end.
He will cup me up in his warmth.
Letting me know, that I belong to some other realm.-