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Hounds Of Morality

Right and wrong, which path to take,
Confusing emotions, true and fake,

Choices of past, haunting today,
Crumbling castle, built from clay,

Life and love, a happy ending,
Life and like, worth defending,

Hounds of morality, running in packs,
Outdated social norms, hiding its cracks,

Trapped inside, bound in chains,
Let it out, take the reigns,

Right and wrong, no path to take,
Confusing emotions, just a mistake.

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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.

Why?

Why why why why why why?
Why do we choose to do wrong? Why?
Why does wrong feel so right? Why?
What makes wrong, wrong?
Why do we stay where we dont belong? Why?
Why do we sin? Why?
Why do we never win? Why?
Why do we make mistakes? Why?
Why cant we do what it takes? Why?
Where is the limit? Where?
Why cant we end it? Why?
Why do ourselves harm? Why?
Why do we have a deadly charm? Why?
What do we gain? What?
Why suffer in pain? Why?
Why go down a destructive path? Why?
Why enter in lava to take a bath? Why?
Why smoke to get high? Why?
Why when we cant fly? Why?
Why not stop and try? Why?
Why choose to die? Why?
Why not see wrong and right? Why?
Why be darkness when day is bright? Why?
Why linger on earth when there is a sky? Why?
Why stand in silence when life passes by? Why?
Why give in to addictions? Why?
Why keep these self inflictions? Why?
Why get wet under the rain? Why?
Why repeat the same mistakes again? Why?
Why not learn a lesson? Why?
Why not make a confession? Why?
Why refuse the help and deny? Why?
Why think the end is nigh? Why?
Why do we have pleasure in pain? Why?
Why cross limits and not abstrain? Why?
Why have no desire for wealth? Why?
Why make efforts to destroy our health? Why?
Why have a death wish? Why?
Why live in a skirmish? Why?
Why are you alive? Why?
Why should you survive? Why?
When will it end and why? Why?
When will I just shut up and die? Die!

Mind Singing: A unique sickness

I am just so sick and tired,
Of being always inspired,  

By all these goals,
Filling these holes,  

In my life and in my heart,
I just want to leave all behind to depart,  

And to go to a new land,
A meadow land, not a shadow land,  

But when will my adventure start,
Sitting here throwing the dart,  

When it never lands in the middle,
Life is not a question but a riddle,  

Whenever I am alone,  my mind races,
It paces,  it faces,  it chases,  

The answers, the dreams,
The agony, the screams,  

My infinite thoughts in an infinite universe,
The universe? No,  it’s a multiverse,  

From the smallest atomic particle to galaxies it goes,
My wandering mind never slows,
Everything is in constant motion it shows,
Expanding towards something or someone, no one knows,  

The questions of life, about life, the histories,
All these interesting, fascinating mysteries,  

Every choice creates a world parallel and new,
Talked by many but understood by few,  

I am a tiny speck of star dust in the grand scheme of things,
But my thoughts are infinite when my minds singing begins.