ਹੰਝੂਆਂ ਦਾ ਕੋਈ ਸਾਰ ਨਹੀਂ
ਹੁਣ ਇੰਜ ਹੀ ਰੁਲਦੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਨੇ
ਧੂ ਧੂ ਬਲਦੇ ਕੋਲੇ ਵਾਂਗ
ਕਿਸਮਤ ਦਾ ਹਾਲ ਸੁੰਨਾਂਦੇ ਨੇ

ਏਹ ਖੇਲ ਤਸੀਹੇ ਕਿਸਮਤ ਦੇ
ਏਹ ਸਬ ਕੁਦਰਤ ਦੇ ਲੇਖੇਂ ਨੇ
ਉਲਝੇ ਮਾਕੜ ਦੇ ਜਾਲੇ ਵਾਂਗ
ਅਸੀਂ ਫਸੇ ਵਿੱਚ ਭੁੱਲੇਖੇ ਨੇ

ਗੰਢਾਂ ਐਨੀਆ ਪੈ ਗਇਆਂ
ਹੁਣ ਮੈਥੋ ਖੁਲ ਨਾ ਪਾਉਂਦੀਆਂ ਨੇ
ਹੰਝੂਆਂ ਦਾ ਕੋਈ ਸਾਰ ਨਹੀਂ
ਹੁਣ ਇੰਜ ਹੀ ਰੁਲਦੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਨੇ

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I haven't dreamt enough
to stay hooked on
some broken dreams....
Broken dreams, they might feel
like death in my heart
yet I'm still alive and breathing....
And somewhere in between
these broken dreams,
I keep living....:)

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Was on the edge of a cliff
And now hanging in thin air
I slipped from a dream
Now my world's on fire
I'm fighting to grasp a hold
Watching the cable dangling from a pole
And I cry out for help
But no one's around
None can listen to my cries
No hand reaches out
Chills flourish in my bones
Life's in preparation to knock me out cold
And I just keep falling falling falling
No hopes to keep me stalling
These gigantic feelings wound me
A deep agony surrounds me
I've fallen into a blackhole
Just broken and all alone....:)

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There are no dark clouds
But my heart feels so grey
Like it's wrecked with thunderstorms
Gloomy, dark, decayed

There are no hunters around
But I feel like a prey
Panicking, tensing, terror struck
Lost from my way

There are no feral sounds
But my heart wants to weep
Wrecked, broken, burning
Fallen into a heap

But why does my heart hurt
And Oh! it hurts so deep....:)

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My alarm went off at 6'o clock in the morning and I woke up to the smell of rain and soft hummings, my gaze followed the sounds leading to the kitchen, I envisioned him in there and smiled, it was a scene I've grown to know as my home and I closed my eyes to cherish these memories once again.
At that moment my alarm went off once again, I opened my eyes reluctantly only to find myself lying beside countless machines beeping loudly, the shril voices making my head hurt and I stared at the bare white walls, motionlessly, there was no soft hummings coming from anywhere anymore and I realised it's been so long since he's gone, those memories hit hard in my head making me fall unconscious once again.
It's in this nothingness where we meet again, now the 'him' in my life is just a dream....:)

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I held the knife, It was covered in
crimson and a distinctive metalic
stench was coming out from it, as I
inspected it closely, the substance
sticking to the knife was thick like
warm liquid and I almost thought it
was blood but how can that be, no one
was hurt. Everyone was fine except for
the fact that they were all staring at me
weirdly like I've grown horns on my
head or something, I turned and
glanced at my reflection in the glass
door and my heart burned, suddenly
the knife dropped from my hands....
Maybe it was really blood, someone
was hurt afterall....:)

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I've long awaited in the paradise of my apocalypse 
Hostility clutches my heart dwindling inside these great walls
A chill seeps through the bones dimming crystals of my hopes
Everything turns to dust, sky remains aloof

Thunderstorms rain down burning coldness in my life
Silence mourns darkness with heartbreaking cries
I wandered through the day with no light in sight 
Maybe this is the end hence came the night....:)

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In the dead silence of night
When heart beats a cacophony of emotions
And hands reach out to touch you
Only to find an empty ache left behind
With every passing breath it becomes harder
To love myself knowing no one else will, no one else does
And as much as I might try to hold back the agony
Tears end up welling finding their own way
But your hands never reach out to wipe them away
A raging fire follows in their wake
Burning away the remnants of my heart
Turning them to ashes
Amidst the cries of a dead heart
Mourning silence prevails....:)

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Some people fight for love
Some people fight for pride
Some people always fight battles
Of right and wrong in the mind

Some people fight for pleasure
Some people fight for time
Some people ain't got nothing 
They fight for every dime

Some people fight together 
Some people fight alone
Some people fight for freedom
From shackles of their own

Some fights are too brutal 
Some fights are sublime 
Some fights are just constant 
You have to fight till the end of time

What was once a pretty journey
Is now just a raging war
Every breath is another war cry
You've to keep fighting through it all....:)

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There must be a space,
A time, An universe somewhere
Where we can be together forever
Just like we wanted to....:)

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