horrors of life are yet to arrive
what we got until are just previews
when patience runs out and mind blows
its only youth that we cant control
paradox or whatever you may call it
get alive out of life if you can.....
its not only the age,the hate grows too
the innocence dies slowly and painfully
envy and greed adds up like fat
not only the body,the soul is burdened too
paradox or whatever you may call it
get alive out of life if you can.......
heart and eyes are transparent no more
mom and dad cant catch you lying no more
is it the punishment of growing
that you kill your childhood in front of you
paradox or whatever you may call it
get alive out of life if you can.....
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Monday, December 4, 2006
its not.......
its not the gold you've earned
when you are gone
its not the pages you've turned
when you are gone
its not the dollars you've made
when you're gone
its not the times you've prayed
when you're gone
its not the house you've built
when you're gone
its not the feeling of guilt
when you're gone
its not the hate you've got
when you're gone
its not the violence you've bought
when you're gone.......
its the honor you've earned
when you're gone
its the stones you've turned
when you're gone
its the moments you've made
when you're gone
its for the peple you've prayed
when you're gone
its the home you've built
when you're gone
its the freedom from guilt
when you're gone
its the love you've got
when you're gone
its the peace you've bought
when you're gone.......
when you are gone
its not the pages you've turned
when you are gone
its not the dollars you've made
when you're gone
its not the times you've prayed
when you're gone
its not the house you've built
when you're gone
its not the feeling of guilt
when you're gone
its not the hate you've got
when you're gone
its not the violence you've bought
when you're gone.......
its the honor you've earned
when you're gone
its the stones you've turned
when you're gone
its the moments you've made
when you're gone
its for the peple you've prayed
when you're gone
its the home you've built
when you're gone
its the freedom from guilt
when you're gone
its the love you've got
when you're gone
its the peace you've bought
when you're gone.......
Saturday, December 2, 2006
i aint....i am
i aint no knight,the posessor of armory
i aint no monk,beholder of divinity
i aint no river,the source of serenity
i aint no fire,that burning intensity
i aint no satan,the fear of affection
i aint no god,the model of perfection
i aint no love,the feeling of dejection
i aint no hate,the cause of protection
i am a knight,wounded in battle
i am a monk,unable to settle
i am a river,wrath of nature
i am a fire,a burnt crature
i am a satan,who forgot to resist
i am a god,who ceased to exist
i am a love,without a heart
i am a hate,about to start
i want to have a pure soul...i am afaid its beyond control......
i aint no monk,beholder of divinity
i aint no river,the source of serenity
i aint no fire,that burning intensity
i aint no satan,the fear of affection
i aint no god,the model of perfection
i aint no love,the feeling of dejection
i aint no hate,the cause of protection
i am a knight,wounded in battle
i am a monk,unable to settle
i am a river,wrath of nature
i am a fire,a burnt crature
i am a satan,who forgot to resist
i am a god,who ceased to exist
i am a love,without a heart
i am a hate,about to start
i want to have a pure soul...i am afaid its beyond control......
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