For tym didn't lasted long

For the time didn't lasted long. . . .
It flowed away . .
Slipping through my hand. . . .
I never had time 4 anytng. .
Nor for biding farewell to love ones or spending enough time with them. . .
Wished I had some more time. . .
To gather up some more memories of dis cheerful tyms. . . .
Its funny but time does pass away quicky quickly,
Wen you are fully enjoying it. . . .
Now going somewhere far away from u all. . .
Where modes of communication are hard to communicated. . . .
All by myself for now again. . . .
A new adventure to begin. . .
For no one  knows what future holds. . . . 
Death or life. . . .

N it will go on. . . . 

Berth no.10

Lying here n here on my berth no. 10 ,
Stuffed luggage n my sweetheart by my side,
Lying in darkness with lyt frm my mobile fallin upon my eyes,
Yawning yet waiting 4 night to make me fall for her like every night,
The sounds from my earphones isolated me frm d sounds of d worldly world,
Yet I can feel d train move on,
Still hours n hours left to go,
Yet the air left a chilling effect around me,
The drawn curtains forbid likes of others to look past it,
Vendors passed yelling out d items' names,
N here I lay here n here on dis berth no. 10. . .

Smyl

Eatin up d hollowness of the inside where darkest n gud thoughts reside,
Still feeling empty inside,
Even though its enough to satisfies one's life,
Though it never did satisfied mine,
Turning blind to your doings,
Wouldn't make d world blind,
For they would see your every deed with open eyes,
Smile For Now For U Haven't died,
For who knows who is next in line,
Dying your way wouldn't make anyone smile,
For the wounds you would give your love ones',
Would be there for more then just a while,
Smile n live as u have die,
Cuz who knows when u will die?
But when it comes,
It gives rest to your restless working mind,
With you going to where nobody had return to spoke of,
Just tales n myth to hear of.
And that day u will be satisfied,maybe i guess. .

Starin

Starin at sky. . .
We sometimes wonder wat we have done or not. . .
For full of frustration behind d cheerful smile. . . .
Your fault or not. . . .
Understandings or misunderstandings. . .
Yet time will flow with things going on. . .
Bad or good. . . .
Passed away sand from hand ,
Can't be regained again,
But we can replenish it again,
With takin of another fist of sand. .
Restarting it again. . . .

Eyed. . .

Wat u eyed for,

Wat u will get,

Can never be definite before u get. . . .

Partiality lost or Partially mad,

You can never know the difference. . . .