The Strongest Chain..

Broken strings can’t fix the same way,

As a broken heart won’t ever feel the same way..

I watched my own kind, wash by the shore last night,

The candles still burn without any light..

Shadows of sadness, downed by tears, time and time again..

Makes you wonder how you’d ever stop mourning, and get out of this pain..

I stand there, all by myself..

Waiting to take the leap of faith..

I look below,

And I see the sky..

What if I’ve been deceived?

All of this, another lie..

Each day, I add a drop to the ocean bed..

Is today, the day, when I end my end?

But I choose love,

Over all the things that I just said..

And I think of the world that all of us share..

The one thing that holds us all together..

Every day, we walk. We touch the same soil..

We bring to each other, some form of light..

Together, we hold the strongest chain..

And if I plunge tonight,

It’s not just one life that I break..

A shift in destiny is what I create..

Love always kills hate..

Happiness will always battle out rage..

Peace destroys war..

Death could also be looked at, as being born..

Truth always catches lies..

And a clean heart will never have to worry about goodbyes..

Solitude and Misery...

He locked me up in that glass prison.. (all alone) 

What is the point of putting me there, I ask?
When you could have left me to find my own way..
All alone in a never-ending maze when it’s completely dark..

There was no one out there, ‘Do it now, break me now’
This isn’t the life that I’d wish about..
All alone, another adventure, incomplete..
Didn’t even feel a thing, I was the last man standing..


The sun collapsed over the mountain top,
Creating darkness even in the day...
This could be my chance to escape this hell..
Even though I knew the real world would be nothing swell..

The summer’s over, and summer began again..
What happened to the snow and the rains?
Is this the life we choose to live in?
When all we see is solitude and misery..

Decided to turn back, I followed the crying bells..
Lock myself up, back in that prison cell..
Hoping that maybe someday, someone would join me..
Till then it’s me and you - Solitude and Misery...

Meaning

Just when you think you’ve had the worst day of your life,
Look around you,
There’s happiness at every corner of every side..
You probably don’t choose or bother to care,
Instead you whine about it all day,
Or tear someone else’s head..

Mother Nature is such a beautiful thing,
A powerful drug,
That could cure any living being,
From pain,
From vain,
From all the mindless games..
Reach out and grab every opportunity you get..
And even if you don’t,
You’ll eventually get there..

I can’t control my anger sometimes,
So I pull a few triggers,
And tell a bunch o’ lies..
To my mother and father,
To all my desires..
To awaken the animal inside me..
To remind him of the world that we live in,
Instead I kiss you in the middle of a thunderstorm,
I look into your eyes and hold you tight..

The endless pressures,
All washed away..
Without a moment to waste,
I look away from despair..

You don’t need to be handsome to win a girl’s eye,
Or a genius to capture somebody’s mind..
Do you think you’re the most talented artist in the world?
Deep inside, you’re just insecure and you wanna be heard..

Nobody’s perfect,
Our own God created the Devil..

The Others..

You know that they can’t touch you..

You know that they can’t hurt you..

You know that they can’t ever track you down..

You know that can’t take your ground..

Feelings underrated, all the time..

Hearts are beating, all but mine..

Two worlds left between faithless fates..

Which one would you take?

But, the decisions already made..

Their hearts are dark.

Quickly,

Clear your thoughts,

They’re coming..

Slow down..

 All hope’s not lost..

Disconnect the dots..

Solve it again,

And swallow up the pain..

They’ve already got what they were looking for..

And, yet they continue to make us suffer..

Year after year,

I choose not to hear,

The only way I can face my fears..

Is to believe that their end is near.. 

Dead Pulse

‘’Life moves so slowly..

Sometimes, like a boring sitcom,

You’d want to fast forward it till the end’’

Can you find the end of the tape?

Is the reel too long for you to measure?

Torn, battled, troubled with all the negativity you faced in your life..

Did you ever expect a happy end?

Are you like me?

Does your dead pulse depend upon your dreams?

That are based on the same vision of becoming someone someday..

Not knowing if you’d get there anyway..

And you still have the same dream, over and over again..

It isn’t coincidence,

When you wake up every morning with the same thought,

 Or when you cry yourself to sleep each night,

You’re scared to find what your dreams really end up turn into..

Sit back and listen to the birds fly..

There’s always music in every corner of the air,

Get out if you have to and feel the heavens cry..

It’s God’s real gift after all, he knows that you’re alive..

Give a minute to yourself, just to kill away the pain..

I Think It's Time You Finally Wake Up

I don’t sleep anymore,

Because I know I can’t for very long..

The only difference I see in you and them are your fierce thorns..

Simplicity lies in everything that you can find,

Especially the way the red water flows down my spine..

I don’t eat anymore,

Because I only remember the taste of throwing up each time..

I choose not to send you the letters I’ve written,

Cause they’re the ones that are keeping me alive..

Blood and bones, don’t spell the same,

But they’re often the only thing sweeter than our miseries all day..

I don’t write any other poems anymore,

Because I have no other story to tell..

I’ve been in a darker place before,

Yet, this seems to be darker than hell..

We’re designed to be programmed in a particular way,

Imagine a life, without conditioning..

We’d appreciate love from our parents,

And wouldn’t be in this state today – mourning…

I don’t call you anymore,

Because I’m scared that I’d call you again..

That’s the time, when all of my stories come to an end..

Vultures of the Sky

One by one, we lose control of our minds..
Sadly get influenced by what isn’t right..
And then we become the vultures of the sky..
Marking our preys while we’re learning to fly..

A kiss, or a touch is what’s enough..
To amend someone from fucking up..
Again and again, the tide rises high..
Until it drowns us in and sucks our minds dry!

There’s a tyrant within every one of us..
We’re all ashamed..
No matter how hard we try to bury it in,
We either turn numb,
Or the serpent wins..

We have the same dreams, all our life..
Every day is a stormy summer night..
Heavy Rain pounding on our skin, from a cloudless sky..
And the ground cracked wide open, with a red city inside..

Take a bite of this apple,
That’s the only way you can ever find out..
What happens next..

Is it worth taking the risk..
Could it be the perfect gift?
An invitation from the lord above?
There’s only one way of finding out..