It is often, that we tend to lose our inner self , Sometimes ’cause of time or probably when you can’t help. It tends to wear out the innocent child within you , Someone who used to be as fresh as a morning dew . All of it gone, to the far away kingdom, Where you can no more enter. For it is you, who had to leave it behind, Nothing of those lovely memories remain in your mind!
Now, when you look behind, There is this desire of yours, To try and go back to the land which was once yours. All this you have realized, After you have seen the world which is so priced! But, dear pal, it’s never too late.
Life is a constant struggle, Which we have to juggle. No matter what, just remember, That it is You, who is on top of those numbers!
In my heart and my head there is an inky blackness that roars with a deafening silence As I stand so still in the tunnel of darkness, so still, like a boat between the swells of a tumultuous mountain I
The sun failed to divide the day into morning, noon, and night, Dressed in black and gray like a long spell of twilight, Stretched twenty four hours till dawn in an endless gloomy weeping, Under smoky skies soaked and dripped
To conquer my desire, I chose to battle alone. Armed with hope, Strength and courage Holding weapons of determination and perseverance Struggled, fought till the last blood sheds But.. Lost!!!!Defeated!!! People say “Life is like licking honey off a thorn”….Yes