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Born This Way

So you are back at the same stop again,
Thinking about the same questions, still feeling the pain,

 

The mind singing, the pursuit, the pondering
The struggle, the loss, the wandering,

 

How to choose a path through so many choices?
How to find destiny through so many voices?

 

And the questions are never ending,
But I keep going on and pretending,

 

The fear of loss never leaves me alone,
Unable to let go someone who is gone,

 

And the empathy is out of control,
To the needy I want to give my all,

 

I once looked a man in his eyes and cried,
I feel for the living instead of the ones who died,

 

The suffering in world eats me inside,
Sometimes I want to join the rebels who defied,

 

The norms, the terrorists, the corrupts, the vip culture,
To slit their throats and open them up like a vulture,

 

Are these dark thoughts a necessarily evil?
Or find other ways to save the world that are more civil?

 

Why cant I stop hearing the screams?
Why do I suffer seeing those dreams?

 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggggggggg stop!
Stop before I drop,

 

The voices wont go away,
They are for life to stay,

 

Now open eyes and see the world in grey,
Put on that smile and be gay,

 

The light will shine on you as bright as day,
Be positive and stay away from fey,

 

Fidelity is hard, its easy to betray,
But Its your life, you were just born this way.

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You Belong

When lines between right and wrong are blurred

When lies make up half of your world,

When your word doesn’t mean anything,

When your relationships all become a fling,

When flirting becomes the norm,

When you take advantage of your charm,

When you waste your time,

When you don’t have a dime,

When life becomes a struggle,

When you are just another muggle,

When wizardry leaves you,

When everybody believes you,

When say thing which are seldom true,

When the world spins,

When the poor man wins,

When she cries and doesn’t smile,

When the depth in her eyes is deeper then Nile,

When you held her hand, 

When you had to take off the wedding band,

When the memories flash by,

When your thoughts dry,

When you look back at life,

When you think about your struggle and strife,

When you think about your choices,

When you had let go and listened to the voices,

When you think your adventurous journey,

When you are the end of this tourney,

When you wonder about your legacy in life,

When you picked up that knife,

When you slit your wrists,

When blood gushed through closed fists,

When the soul left you,

When you saw the Truth you always knew,

When you saw the Light,

When you marveled at His sight,

When the long wait begun,

When his light encompassed the sun,

When the soul was returned,

When the fire once again burned,

When the records were handed,

When your wondered where you landed,

When the gates were opened,

When after life began to never end,

When you had all you ever wished,

When you went swimming and fished,

When you picked up this pen and started this song,

When you knew, you are exactly where you belong.

Happy Ending

From the verse of dreams I woke up,

Into reality, crying and all choked up,

With tears running down my face,

My thoughts graced with her face,

I hate her, I love her,,

I hate that I still love her,

Then the ego took over,

Its broken, unfixable, its over,

But these dreams are never ending,

What could’ve been my happy ending.

My Everything

When I think of you, my world starts to change,

My heart beat rises, my blood begins to circolate,

My sun begins to shine, my world starts to revolve,

When I take your hand, my body in an amazing state,

My atoms inside molecules, I pity the loveless fools,

My day seems complete, my night in peace,

When I look into your eyes, I see your love,

My darling you are amazing, my baby I can relate,

My love for you is infinite, my life is great,

When I am with you, the world stops turning,

My time stands still, my birds begin to sing,

My goals become one, my heats accepts this fate,

When I talk to you, I consider you a part of me,

My heart merges with yours, our lives become one,

Our purpose becomes clear, it is time, its never too late. 

Her Eyes

It was a cold winters eve, he was waiting for bus at the stop. He was very happy and singing, some days ago he read an article that singing releases some kind of happy neurons. Trying to rap,  rhyme the words without taking a pause,  he was quite content with himself.  But he also felt a little as because some rhymes were really good and would be lost forever in air as sound waves. He had a nice drink with his friend,  they talked and gossiped,  laughed and enjoyed. He told her about this new girl he is seeing and she told him about how she ended things with her love interest. He told her about the new cigar he smoked and she told her how he is going to die of cancer. Oh you know the usual love sharing between friends. Hanging out after University had  become a thing for them. The bus finally came and he got on. He wanted to get some writing done while he arrived home. He found it quite easy to write in bus because he could look around and look out the window and see so many people so many stories to tell,  they gave him inspiration and ideas for new stories. He started writing about his day in his daily journal. Whole writing he looked up from his tablet screen, and it was then that his eyes fell on this girl,  this really uniquely dressed, particularly fashioned make up and hair,  girl. Dressed in dark green sweat shirt and a baggie jeans. He looked at her and looked again.  She noticed him looking,  their eyes locked for the first time. Startled by the sudden realization of how weird it is,  he looked away,  and so did she. He tried to get back to his writing but he couldn’t quite finish his sentences,  for his attention as on this girl. Something about her eyes,  the way she looked,  made him enchanted,  ensnared him,  caught him,  and curiosity took over him. He looked at her again and so did she. Their eyes locked for a second time,  not blinking they looked at each other.  Without uttering a single word,  they spoke for hours,  for days,  for weeks.  Time stood still. He understood her sadness,  her grief,  her wounds, her sorrow, her hurts, for he too was at that place once and it was bad. He empathize with her,  he consoled her,  he gave her a shoulder to cry on,  he told her it will be OK and that he want the one. They kept looking at each other, and she smiled,  a star twinkled outside the window, the moon shone in her face,  and he gave her a node. She rung the stop bell,  got up,  the bus stopped,  she gave him a final look,  a twinkly smile and got off the bus,  he smiled and got back to writing his journal with a smile on his face,  thinking of those eyes.