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[What’s the rush?]
Months spent, years lost
several ages of humankind,
Turned to dust.
Searching the meaning
In meaninglessness
Seeking the purpose
In pointless existence.
In the grand universe
Though a tiny particle
Striving to leave a mark
On the earth's chronicle
That's Its own way
of attaining immortality
Conquering the fear of death
And Converging to eternity
But shortsighted as you are,
Didn't stop to think
That writing on the sand
Could be erased in a blink
Could be that your life,
Is one beautiful accident
You shine for a moment,
You exist, and that is the point.
Do they wither away
Like a colorful rose
plucked away from his home
Or become sharp like a broken glass
That can tear your skin apart
Are they somewhere
Hiding from the world, healing?
Are they lost
In a permanent state of mourning?
Or have they stopped beating
Left in a cold wooden box
In an open graveyard
For others to see
As an emblem of tragic love
Or are they the wanderers
Sitting on an unknown grave
Crying for a stranger
For a broken heart knows
The pain of thousand deaths
Come with me into the woods
Where the sky's fogged with clouds
And I'll show you millions of stars
In the deepest parts of the ocean
I'll show you what is air
Close your eyes, shut your mind
I'll show you how it feels to live a dream
Away from the harsh rays of sun
Where all floating dandelions have gone
Will you come with me?
You are right my lady
I'm no one's judge or jury
I lack a heart to know your beauty
Nor am I a commander of truth
What do I say; what do I do?
When I'm just your eyes
Reflected back at you.
Mirror, mirror on the wall;
Save your breath, save your words;
What makes you my judge and jury;
You see an image, not my beauty.
Whoever says mirrors don't lie,
When your very reflection is inverted.
Mirror, mirror on the wall;
Save your breath, save your words;
What makes you my judge and jury;
You see an image, not my beauty.
Whoever says mirrors don't lie,
When your very reflection is inverted.
[What’s the rush?]
Months spent, years lost
several ages of humankind,
Turned to dust.
Searching the meaning
In meaninglessness
Seeking the purpose
In pointless existence.
In the grand universe
Though a tiny particle
Striving to leave a mark
On the earth's chronicle
That's Its own way
of attaining immortality
Conquering the fear of death
And Converging to eternity
But shortsighted as you are,
Didn't stop to think
That writing on the sand
Could be erased in a blink
Could be that your life,
Is one beautiful accident
You shine for a moment,
You exist, and that is the point.
It doesn't matter how hard you try.
You glue them together or tie them in a knot or hold onto them for dear life;
There'll be always something that's left behind; that becomes the ghost of the past.
I feel like that ghost sometimes, desperately gasping for that one breath of life.
You patched yourself up
With little pieces of me
But can't you really see
It has left me empty
The daunting hollowness
Eating me from inside
Yet your eyes taunt
I must be guilty
What's so additive
About the pain and the heartache
That I couldn't step aside
Until pushed to the edge
I couldn't leave your side
The millions of seconds
It took me to realise
The best of your moments
Are the worst of my life
[a better place]
I like it here
I like the tranquility
The soft glow of moon
And the hidden reality
I like the coolness of
Passing breeze on my skin
And the sound of leaves
Dancing along with it
I like the stars in this world
They don't mock me
Glancing down from their heaven
Here, they watch me
With a knowing smile
As if something good is to happen.
I like this place
I just don't know
How to hold onto it.
Sometimes
When I'm staring at the stars
At night
My dreams come alive
As if the million tiny lights
Are holding a mirror to my mind
At times
I let myself wander those streets
it's a different world alright
And In my haze of midnight
I hold my fist tight
I won't let it slip this time
not this time
But as the earth glows in light
And the darkness goes to hide
forcing me out of the world
I painted with my mind
What can I do for you?
Shall I put on my happy mask,
Wear a charming persona
Draw a curved line with my lips?
I can entertain you
Celebrate your day
Won't let a frown
Appear on your face.
I'll ignore the dread filling my heart
Like a shadow in the dark
I'll change the colour of my soul
So it could reflect the light of your own
I can pretend the world is pink
And I'm a person, who's living her dream
It's flooding
All over
Everywhere
The city's sinking
I'm drowning
Helpless
Waiting
For the waves
To calm down
HOPE
You are the cruelest of them all
Do they wither away
Like a colorful rose
plucked away from his home
Or become sharp like a broken glass
That can tear your skin apart
Are they somewhere
Hiding from the world, healing?
Are they lost
In a permanent state of mourning?
Or have they stopped beating
Left in a cold wooden box
In an open graveyard
For others to see
As an emblem of tragic love
Or are they the wanderers
Sitting on an unknown grave
Crying for a stranger
For a broken heart knows
The pain of thousand deaths
You should have told me
Before me you made me smile
Before you showed me the stars
Before you lit that candle in my heart
Before you made me want you
You should have told me
That love comes with a price tag!
What's left in this world?
The dreams crushed
By love or lack of it
The waves of ruins
crashing nearby
While the light of hope
Setting on the horizon
The silence sings along
With our pain
Untill the mind craves oblivion
To run towards insanity
To seek shelter from reality
My love,
Come and get me
When I loose myself to my mind
Be my anchor
When the lines of sanity blurs
Listen to the silence
As you're the only one who knows the language
Never let me sink into the void
Once there was a home
On the now empty ground
The memories abandoned
Scream in a language
Nobody can hear
A ghost in it's own land
Loses the right to be heard
Once there was a heart
Where now exists a void
And nobody noticed
As it sucked the warmth
From that beautiful smile
Stole the shine
From those bright soulful eyes
Nobody noticed
As the world became stranger
And humanity slowly died
Dark magnetic beady eyes
With one gaze, they cage your soul
Cunning smile and a youthful face
Beautiful like the silver moon
She'd look back haughtily
Unduly proud of her beauty
“The moon has scars.”
She'd say, “While I have none.”
I wonder what she thinks now that I've left her scarred with my love.
If love is supposed to heal, how come yours made me numb?
There's a girl in my class
Bright eyes and golden skin
Everyone loved her
But she's not me
Though I didn't desire her spotlight
But I too wanted to be liked
So I wove a new skin
With golden threads of lies
I wore it everywhere
Hiding me from myself
I smiled a little more
Talked a little less
I put up a good front
Yet it wasn't enough
underneath the fake skin
I couldn't hide the real me
It was so exhausting
“I gave up”
But I still can't figure out
How to be likeable
How does it feel
To be alone in a mourning
Amongst the crowd of people
Singing and dancing
How does it feel
To be not be able to scream
While your heart is being sliced
In thousand little bits
How does it feel
To be burning in a sea
And concealing the scars
Behind a polite smile
How does it feel
To finally realise
How insignificant
Your life truly is
How does it feel
Wanting to be erased
From everyone's mind
While craving the attention
At the same fucking time
How naive we were to assume
That the galaxy spins around us
That the stars were gathered to watch
While dance in the centre of universe
Thought we brought colour to this world
And the sprinkle of stardust
How naive we were that we couldn't see
The stars conspiring against us
And now everything is spiralling away...
The colours are fading away....
My heart still beats...
But from inside the wooden box.
It's been two decades since I was born
With everyday asking myself 'what for?'
With everyday looking up to a stone idol
Expecting answer to the one question I can't utter...
It's been one decade since the realization struck
That all those pleas and questions I sent
Was received by a room full of nothingness
And even if some soul lingers in that darkness
He doesn't care about a girl with a cruel fate...
That whenever I looked up at the sky
With the hope in my heart to find salvation
All along it had nothing to offer
Except darkness and suffocation...
It's been some years since I came to acceptance
That a tree can't move away from its roots
It took some time to put back the pieces
To mend something that has always been broken
To stand up and walk again
I still have the scars and one fragile heart
Unanswered questions and unfulfilled wishes
But now I know, it doesn't make a difference
I can't cut my roots but I can still grow
And that was when,
I was born again.
It's so ironic that we ourselves created a world we want to escape every waking moment.