to live with the pain and endure it till the end..
when I look into the brown mirror of my eyes..
a shallow, hopeless, and lifeless, I see myself..
diminishing and reluctant to a depth of the sea..
I grew intoxicated and dragged unto the death..
the world is cherishing upon my crumbled soul..
that dragged me to a relentless point..
to search and sought a weapon to self-harm..

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With the mortal life on earth, what can not be expected by a human being. Life with full of happiness witnessed phases with emotions overlapping themselves. Hope and expectations tossed around with the reality bug bites on inch of the body and with every step that was ready to battle. The constant advice from people shocked for sure. The tornadoes inside hidden while shielding the outer appearance. Although the strong faith believed in the light at the end of the tunnel that kept steady even after the loss of the parents. The life we live is different from others, and the saying, 'this too shall pass' keeps me good and going..

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oh! the wonderful days indeed..
tension free life that's lead..

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I see everything around me go slow..
undermined crippled and even wrecked..
every sound and word feels pricked..
as if announcing to the world that I'm late..
testifying that give or take, it's my fate..
the shrewd challenge of mine to the time..
ain't fetched me a dime..

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after going through different ways..
risking every move to win or a sail it away..
and the resentment of emotions weren't new..
while the feelings stripped for being true..
each phase we wished to meet a new hope..
that'd never age from the rest, and barely score..
the expedition makes it weirdly wild..
yet the soul marches towards that extra mile..

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it's a wealth that you'd seek..
a spell of rest and serenity one can speak..
a frame of hidden desires that'll glow..
of a far more lasting impact toward it flow..
to grant you joy within and around so deep..
with a lift from saddened heart and left to reap..
over the fret there goes a sweet melody..
a music which flows to heart just like a therapy..

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Kya kahun ke sharm se hain lab sile hue..

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meant to just cross paths in life..

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the love of God and make me feel loved..
for He is the one who created me..
give me the strength to thrive in the world..
when the trails came in my life and such turmoils..
yet the belief in me is unbelievable..
and my soul was never swayed..
the paths I crossed bearing testimony..
had firmed my heart for many seasons..
I pray unto God, to revive me the old ME..
who once was blindly believed in you, GOD..

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words that toil on my heart..
and too afraid to just let it hurt..
so many ambiguous feelings..
locked away with foolish ceilings..
howling indeed in silence..
never knowing the fact of the distance..
the unspoken words that's never heard..
permeates my hope, which fell into dirt..

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