It didn't take long for me to realise,
The world is built on bloody lies,
I think about my humble ties
To remind and keep myself wise

It didn't take long for me to realise
Modern humans are loosing the art of intimate ties,
Where relationships are a game of dice
An old soul wonders wheres the poise

It didn't take long for me to realise,
I had to fight my inner cries
Its was time to look up to skies
And believe I can rise

It didn't take long for me to realise
My actions have to pay a price,
I look towards the open skies
I see humility is the key to rise,

It didn't take long for me to realise,
People take granted when you are way nice,
Even dont bother to apologise
I wonder was it all worth the price ?

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Now that you aren't a stranger
Why does it feel you are farther,
Now that you aren't a stranger
Why laughters are fewer

Now that I think of us longer
I seek the warmth of a blanket cover,
I stare into future
See us break if aint mature

I wonder how loose the ties
Is it me or our silly lies,
I stare at the skies
With silent cries

I remember the times when we were younger
We used to burst in laughter,
I remember the times when we were younger
We had walk the roads longer

The dusk broke to dawn,
Walking all over the lawn,
Your head pushing over my shoulder,
Yet the talks aren't over

I wonder what time holds,
It hurts to see us as solid moulds
I want to hold us together,
If not untill then can I rest my head on your shoulder?

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I stayed in your life not because,
I wanted to be needed or loved by you,

But because,
I craved for your company, your smile and that was enough to put a smile on my gloomy face,

I never wanted anything else just to keep in touch with you yet with passing days the closeness withered away,

I never wanted to be the sand which slips away the more you tried to keep it,

I wanted to be the shore to your waves,

But I became the rain drops which rolls down the lotus petal submerged in the water hoping to find your roots, the wind blows me away...

I wonder was it too much to ask ?

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When I was a kid used to see myself through your eyes,
Naive was I to believe I was wise,
Agreed happily to all my cries
I felt sigh sitting on your thighs

With time flowing I See you through my eyes
Naive was I when a kid to hold on to your lies,
I see with days passing by, the hardships you have gone by
The trouble I been, The forgiving you been

Seeing you through my eyes,
Now I realise the sacrifices
I can hear those voices
Echoing in my emptiness

Seeing you through my eyes
I feel the insecurities and silent cries,
I realize sky is blue once a while
Yet you hold me always with a smile

Keeping all the worries farther,
You filled me with laughter,
To muster all that courage together
Now I know what it takes to be a Father

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I wanted to be needed or loved by you,








I craved for your company, your smile and that was enough to put a smile on my gloomy face,

I never wanted anything else just to keep in touch with you yet with passing days the closeness withered away,

I never wanted to be the sand which slips away the more you tried to keep it,

I wanted to be the shore to your waves,

But I became the rain drops which rolls down the lotus petal submerged in the water hoping to find your roots, the wind blows me away...

I wonder was it too much to ask ?

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Often my friends ask why don't you write anymore

I wonder why don't I what has happened why I am not getting that urge or not getting that mood Days pass by and I feel its done the spark has gone, surrounded by responsibilities and sometimes the feeling to let everything go, to just sit quietly take a breath and do nothing.

Isn't it most of us have become a somebody, go through same feeling,
We see everyday but we fail to notice, the biggest example are our parents, sacrifices, repsonsibilities and your happiness is what all matters and they fade away,

Early days body and soul would be full of adrenaline to do something and things go well, repsonsibilities, fear, depression kicks in and just like that the spark to do the things which made you feel good is gone
Now you run to make a living, you wonder where is that Spark

Not everyone looses their spark some still have it but what about the others is it all lost, can it not be rekindled again, slowly and little is what you need,

A reminder to look within yourself
to rekindle it and help others too ...

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They walked holding hands by the sea under the moonlight making promises to be togther forever.. family disapproved.. they paired in heaven..

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A drop of honey for throat
A drop of honey for the soul ,
We made love till the rain rolled.


(6/6)

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Her world was upside down ,
It wasnt the sweet nectars ,
it were the sweet emotions and feeling,
The warmth of blanket
A moan of love
And the smell of soil
after the rains had made love,


(5/6)

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I pulled the blanket ,
One blanket two souls,
Holding tight and not knowing
i made a purr ,
She liked that on her ,
Ticklish was she And i aint stop,
A burst of laughter
between the rains clatter,


(4/6)

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