Can't Catch Up with You!!

Some people jus dont care,
could have talk little softer
could have not judged for past
could be a bit polite
trying to heal the wound
fade to be scars.

Some people have left already
its only the matter of time
still you are standing in a way
where nowhere is the route.

Some people you care about
and hurt by their act
but it so obvious
you aint worth their time.
your tear drops
has no meaning
your pain is noto their life
they dont care about you
its better to accept this fact.

They pretend to wait for you
to talk all over to smooth the path
you will be mad
but still you are moved
trying to meet his heart.
but they'll never come for you
they left coz they will abandon you
they dont look back for you
even if you can't catch up.

Paralysed Love

I feel paralyzed
With the guilt of being me.
I look at the sky
With empty vision.
In silence
I mourn my weeping heart.
I can feel
my insane sanity
feeling the wound everyday
accepting the reality.

Lightening has stuck,
Rain has cleared the dirt.
He sang a song
to peace my heart,
But still its weeping
I ain't know what it says.

Now there's drop
of silence
And there's so much
I would like to say.
Am sorry for my behavior
There's no justice
For which is wrongly done.

"Baby am addicted"
can you say it once more
Make our love lively again
Whisper a song,
Whisper me precious.
Make me feel
that I can't.

Heart In Sand

You give to me this
but then take it away
A moment of silent satisfaction
A moment I appreciate.

My heart feels
heavy with the emotion
So precious
So strong
I wait for the right moment
to pen my song.

Why it is taken away
Why I've to bury in grave
Why my emotions
get cold again,
when the warmth
of passion its meant?

The vows I'll take
of golden words
Not someone written
over sand
We draw our heart
together
We built a home
ours
We hold a hand
each other's
We grow old
together
But all in vain unless
we're in love
forever.

Can't Recognize

I stare in the mirror
once or twice
there's standing one
can't recognize
I feel I know her
sometimes
But who is it
can't define

I didn't know what been there
until then
somebody stuck it
with bullet in rain
shot to be dead
in a while
her means or absence
ain't mattered why?

Bleeding to death
but everyone passed by
her heart was cold
with burning eyes
mourn on her face
with silent pain
her absence to me
is crying night.

I was her a moment back
but now its me
who am I?
I stare in mirror
once or twice
there's standing one
can't recognize
I feel I know her
sometimes
But who is me?
can't define...

Bird Of Grave

The sun won't rise for me
my dark grave are held with cloud
its 60 days of night for me
I wanna to be alone in gathered stream.

Calling the darkness
fright the fate I create
the empty heart call an angel
for going a distant from all apart

I am
The bird of grave and starve
the feeling is depressing
but desperate in all my act

strive back, fight away
I see my frustrated past
am lonely I want to be alone
even frustration clumsy new start.

The walls are closing in
I know myself ain't seen
I see the mirror's cast
The matter I ain't figure out.

who is to say
who build this phase
how I get away
how I get to pay?

My damage, depressive past
I keep inside my heart
it will follow my grave
mock my existence even in death.

Ain't sleep in peace
ever again
My eyes still bleed
the tears of pain.
End is freeze
in conscious hell.
Never to tell
never again.

Am Damaged !!

The bullet has hit my heart
already am cold
you said and the boat has sailed
its done,
without or with action discussed and told.

My torn brown pages
are burnt
I exist no more
I got to define my action
those I did all for your good.

I am lost again
in the darkness, with no hope.
Maybe a clingy fraud
I look at mirror
You ain't known me, I told myself.

Two and half year passed so fast
I believe the understanding
been a trust
That day "I want a puppet"
its all you said
to shut me up.

Today our relationship is registered
but am still a cheater and still a fraud.
you said "I tricked you"
coz I tired to heal the past.

Am wrong to cry to top of my voice
I weep but cant change my past
my future I have changed
my own hand.
Its end now... Its end now...

Awkward Observation

Awkward nature is a fact of unusuality

Finding salvation is treated unworthy
remind me of the past and presence of ambiguity
The future seems so far away,
and the darkness there soon be reality.

Its awkward how we choose sides
somehow or another ditch the true eyes
its easier to run away from the responsibility
to judge and open up our eyes.

Strange is the human nature
yet naive to sit and observe
before understanding the animal nature
own habits need to be apprehend.

Several hurdle we put in each others way
no reason for which we blame
action speak no meaning at all
no match with the decision you say.

We ain't even look in reflection

Yet pass on the comments to judge
How am I failure someways
How dare you didn't say nice words.

Rudeness is golden trait
while in politeness
and sweetly it can be faked
Gesture we expect from other
ain't it too much if its not ours.

Observing ourselves is awkward to try.
Still show how if noticed
you cant return to that point
changed as a person, solitude stays by.

Awkward observation is a lot to jot down

every point shows our criminal eyes
how we face ourselves in own reflection to fight
when monster stand infornt of us
and we had expect a fairy smile.