At the end of the day

Maybe at the end of the day we are all alone,

Nothing there or no one there but yourself,

Yet there is a crowd,

Yet there is nothing is there,

You are standing alone by yourself,

No one to hold your hand,

No shoulders to cry your griefs on,

Maybe I wish I die,

Maybe it will all soon end,

But then I will never know,

How it ends so I tend to live on,

Smile fake,fake smile,

Grief and stupidity is here,

I wanna laugh again,

Maybe sometimes I feel I'm half dead,

A work of a overthinking mind,

Stupid. . .no one likes,

Suffocating suffocating . . . .

My Thinking and Beginning

As time passes away with memories,

Moments will come and go away,

But somethings never changes like the wind and sky,

The feeling of air around my hand,

And glazing at the sky with numerous star,

Make us realize that somethings never changes,

It just take up a covering to cover it self up,

As I was a child I used to remember,

When I glaze at the sky,

I saw stars and stars,

Maybe I lived in a fantasy world,

Nowadays you don't see many stars in the sky,

Maybe cause of the pollution,

But the stars are there in their same place,

Same way,people never change,

They tend to cover themselves up,

With a social covering which is need to live in a society. . .

Hmmm. .

By the way,we just stop believing,

In fantasy just as we go up,

Maybe I just want to open my eyes,

But each time I opem them I see the horrified world,

And I close them to return my world,

Wishing the real world would be like it,

But we should never give in both world,

That's what I'm trying to do,

Maybe I'm innocent . . . . Or maybe not,

Just live your life,

Strong and unique as you are. . . .

A Glimpse Again

Still I'm here waiting for you,

To recapture your glimpse,

To recapture that smile,

Still searching for that glimpse,

Where are you? ? ?,

There or not there,

Still I'm here,

Waiting for your glimpse,

To make my breath stop for a moment,

Like a partial death,

To lost myself again and again,

For the time can now wait,

For I need to re-live the moment again and again,

So where are you? ? ?

Cause I'm waiting for you,

At the same place,

Searching for you in the crowd. . . . .

There is something about the rain. . . .

There is something about the rain,

In the morning light,

The face of the sun has now hidden behind the clouds,

With this drizzle of rain,

A cool breeze silently flowing in the ether,

Touching us all along during its course,

So  close your eyes, feel it,

For there is always something about the rain,

A feel something different from all,

The sweet smell of the earth,

The tingling feel of the raindrops,

Who said that some people in love,

Or something can feel the rain,

Everyone does,

Just that they are afraid to say,

Words can't describe that feel,

For it can only be feeled,

So just go have a walk in the rain,

Wet yourself  a little n feel that feel,

For there is always something about the rain. . . .

^_^

Lost in time

Lost in time,People come and go,

Lost in transitions,Many come and went,

We just travel along our way,

Fallen,injured or hurted yet we still tend to walk upon on the path,

Lost are those conversations,

Lost are their words,

Just moments remain,

Happy makes us cry,

Sad makes us happy,

Like things go opposites after sometym,

missing what is gone,

Crying for the scars recieved on heart,

Yet we tend to move on,

Alone and alone by self,

Can't just die anyways. . . . .

Confused or wat i'm ? ? ?

Confused or what i'm ? ? ?,

Can't speak properly nor can present myself,

Yet no one tries to understand me,

These words of truth are lies for other,

Confused I'm now,

Stammering up half eaten words ,

Before my words can take a definite form,

What is it in me? That make me hate myself more,

Just a need of normal self in this weird world,

For where lies and money are given more preferences,

I agree,I'm confuse,

So that does'nt make me you,

Crap filled bag you are,

Shitty from toe to head,

Showing your superiorness arund,

Yet you ain't worth anything,

Leave me alone,

Let me stay in my world,

Where your crap doesn't fill my mind,

Where you stood in real,

Your real self,

Lacking in my normal self right now,

Bounded by the chains of this real world,

Helpless and pitiless we are,

Holded by the laws of karma,

We shall have,

What we do. . .

Yet confuse and thinking what I'm. . .

Flowing words

Page filled with words,

That are driven out of my mind,

Crazy it goes,

No one can predict,

Rhyming and rhyming it sing of the words,

Like a song,

Still it goes on and on,

Undefined,divine or not,

Good or bad,past or future,

The words still flowed. . . ,

Soul filled words

Soul filled words spoken tonight,

Yet no one to hear them,

The words remained with me,

For my loneliness was there to hear it all,

Yet the words did'nt matter anyone after all,

Silent filled night it is,

calming it is,

The fireflies were the mode of lyt tonight,

For they looked like fallen stars from high above the sky,

But as tym will pass,

They may soon fade away,

Into the morning rise,

Maybe dying with the night,

And to be renewed again after each dawn,

To show the path again. . . . .

Hopeless romantic

Here I'm standing here,

Waiting in the crowd,

Lost between them,

Waiting for you all along,

To take me away from the crowdy crowd,

Away from this place,

Maybe somewhere far away,

To sing the love songs that love birds sing off,

To experience the high of love,

That make people sucide after leave it,

For so much addicting it is,

That no drug or thing can take its place,

Still I'm waiting for now,

Still waiting for hold of my hand,

To take me away,

To make this emptiness go away. . . .

Deep Inside

Deep inside it pained,

For no medicine can heal it,

Feeling of dying feeled like a gate to outside,

Consumed to self,

Lost are the interest to talk to someone,

Their words would'nt fill up this hollowness,

Nor yours' could,

The broken pieces can not be binded again,

And broken trusts can't be mended again,

For lost things are hard to find again,

As time may pass, hope may be gone,

To find it again,

Soon it will replaced again,

Yet no one can fill this hollowness again,

Pain and pain is what now remains. . . .

Daydreaming

Daydreaming d day went,

lost in self,i saild through my world,

rushed past, batches of people infront of me,

words dey chattered words from dem,

doesnt seem to touch me aftrall,

for rain from yesterday,

cooled down the blisterin humid heat,

providing  some relief,

the farata fan runned lyk a ol fighter plane,

n here i sit daydreamin once again,

writing words without my consciousness again,

and lyk words flowin inside my mind. . . . .

Tonight

Lights soon fade into the night,

For days may end its term of its day,

Layin on its bed of sky,

To rest 4 tonight,

Shine and shine what it did,

For it was his job to do all dis,

Now that the term is settle for now,

Let me cover you with a blanket of dark ether for now,

With all shape and size of stars and planets,

For time to time the time may vary,

Sometime long and sometime not much to vary. . .

For the light is cover with a blanket tonight. .

Rust

Some part of me rusted through lyf,

d things i did once had fade away into tym,

lost is the self between the transitions,

faded away friends,moments,crushs,bad tyms,

4 tym flows lyk a river,

never waiting 4 d lyks of any1,

4 who may be down now,

maybe be up tmrw,

whom u extract respect 2day,

u wud force in return tommorow,

d wheel of fate may turn to take unexpectd turn,

fortune maybe wid u now,

but not 4evr,i guess,

d things u r proud of,

will be gone tommorow,

lost are self of me now,

lyk stars hidden behind d city sky,

still dere dey r but hidden frm d normal eyes. . .

Words inside my mind

Words n words inside my mind,
Rhythmed up in a single line,
Constantly pokin inside,
Frustrating me all behind,
Tired i'm for now, for death seems a solution after all,
Dying dying dats all,
Just a piece of peace is what i want,
For none can understand what i suffer all along,
No words can heal dese wounds of pain,
Only provide some relieve from worldly pains,
Tired i'm for now,for dying was my way out. . . . . 

Sinny Sins

Sinny Sins living in the inside,
The side that of the darkest side of life,
Hidden inside the corner of d source of life,
Hidden from all n all,
Still eating up from inside,
For nothing can be remain hidden forever inside,
Something may come outside some night,
Till then it may enjoy you tonight,
Munching upon your good times,
Eating up your better times,
Soon Forgetting it all,
You start enjoying it after all,
Soon the ol'sins may fade away in the dark,
Maybe waiting to be told,
Waiting for its hintest chance,
To find its escape through words,
Till then Sinny Sins may try a different sin flavor sometimes,
Tasting something new from the ol'times,
For it may never die inside cuz you are feeding it tonight. . . .

  

Left Out

For the flowing  time never waits for anyone,
Constantly changing to the need of the society,
Friends,Family,Girlfriends,Wife n Etc etc.,
Soon u realize what your lost of your former self,
Lost behind somewhere behind your shadows of the past,
Flowed n Drowned in the sands of time,
For with each Clock's tic-toc,
Each second goes by,
Some evolve to the situation,Some evolve due to evolution,
Yet the change is definite,
For who wouldn't ,may be left out,
That's maybe,sometimes they are born to be that way,
For the baddest of baddest things may turn out good for someone else,
Profit or ladder to next step of his life,
Race Race,Run Run, on ya toes now,
For look behind,the game is closing behind,
For it is planned by God like the Mario,
Once you go forward you can't go back,
How much you try or regret you can't go back to that point,
Look forward for now,Look towards the light,
Run for it,For sooner or later it may turn into dark for u,
Till den enjoy the run or flow,
For you can't go back but you can proceed forward,
Laugh for the day may be worse today,
Who knows it may be Worsen more tomorrow,
Light may close before your eyes,
And soon the chances may end,
And The Game is Over,
And the World is left out. . . .

To Live On. . . .