Dreams of flowing time

Let me have a little rest of the night,

For after this daily day,

Running and working that it is,

Time starts to flows,

Who knew it goes so fast,

For all happy moments goes past as dream dreamt,

Even hard to believe that it happen,

Yet time flows by,

Work to be done,

Is done by the sunset,

Sometimes it goes beyond,

World to live in by most is fanastical,

Yet we live in reality,

Wishing those things,

So cover yourself with a quilt,

Sleep tights cause the dreams you see,

Are the actual dreams,

Rest are dreams of flowing time. . .

Nobody can make you feel alone

Nobody can make u feel alone,

For people being there doesn't make you alone,

You are ultimately with ya self too,

Don't ever forget that you are never alone,

For loneliness is still there with you,

That doesn't make u singular,

And if it doesnt count up then,

Air is always there,

You just need to let ya self go,

To feel it ,

For each tym something bad and worse will come,

That wanna make u run,

But u need to stand ya ground,

For in the end it is nuthin den just a trail,

You live up to it,

You survive,

Else you sucide,

Fill up that void with music and all,

do something that you want to do all along,

Dont forget the routinely chores,

Study a little more,

for my dear you are alone no more. . .

Here I stand here

Here I stand here,

Standing at the edge,

Looking at the sky,

A dark cloth with few pattern dots,

The sound of train is yet audible,

Yet it is so far away,

I could hear it moving away,

Streets are illuminated with tube and bulbs,

And here I'm standing at the edge of the world,

Where silence is the best word,

It keeps you away from worldly words,

Still too much of everyone is bad,

For people may mistake your silence for weakness,

Alone is the night for all,

But I don't feel it much right now,

A shadow self on the wall,

Copying me all along,

The creatures of night feel up the background music,

Producing a harmonic humming,

We all are alone after all,

It doesn't matter so much along,

Still the night is gud for a lullaby,

For sing it,

I close my eyes. . . .

At the end of the day

At the end of every day,

It gud to have those negative falls,

Kinda makes you nearer to real world,

For trust is like a mirror,

One crack to its beauty,

It's destroyed,

When will I ever learn,

Still I don't trust anyone,

Voids will be made,

Trust will be broken,

Saddness will fill up the space,

Atleast a void filled with distrust is better with saddness,

Relieve of this pain,

For I wish to live no more,

I lack this joyous moments,

Feel like dead to me,

Down down mind fell,

For devil knows how it felt,

Feeling burried deep underground,

Loneliness at mind,

Betrayals at eyes,

For nothing is divine,

Nothing is pure,

For I'm dead sure,

All layed up in sins,

For I know my place,

Somewhere in the hottest parts,

Waiting till pace slows down,

Death kisses me,

And I fade away. . . .

Stop

Life is ticking away fast,

Going faster and faster,

Damn,it could just stop,

And this mind should stop too,

Just stop,

It wouldn't stop,

Argghghhhhh,

Time is flowing away,

Time is flowing away,

We don't know when to stop,

Don't we,

Leave me alone,

All is in a confusion,

Stop Stop,

Why wouldn't it stop,

Can't take it anymore,

Please stop. . . .

Please

Please. . . .

Madness

Crazy crazy words are,
La la lu la la la,
Madness filling up the ether now,
Crazy crazy it seems now,
Stupid are the actions seems to the words,
For I don't care now,
Enjoying my madness to extreme now,
Words are replaced with laughter,
Feelings can't be expressed,
Wanna touch this and that and this and that,
Wanna just dance to the beat,
Jump with joy,
Mock up someone,
Share some more laughs,
Enjoying till this madness last. . . . .

Who ran away

A cut to the hand,

The blood begins to flow,

Slowly slowly the life drains,

Light fade away,

A trail of red water begins to flow,

As you lay dying,

The memories will begins to flash,

Your suffering according to you end,

But it is just the beginning,

With end of drop of blood,

You may find yourself fade away,

But that would just begin the pain,

Your love ones would never believe  that you went away,

Your parents would suffer night and day,

Tears would just flow and flow,

Others may follow your suit to escape life,

At the end you were such a coward to run away,

To throw away what was most precious,

For other fear to lose it,

You just throw it away,

You never completed your run,

Didn't realise life was beautiful in the end,

You lost yourself,

And for what now remains a souless body in a red river,

Who ran away. . . .