I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
You were alone He saw you You didn't feel like giving him a chance So you decided to play it safe But you loved his looks and gentle personality
By Harydo Neon8 years ago in Poets
Dropped the pen, never to write again Cause as crazy as it seems, writing came with pains Locked my pen in a vault After my last and ultimate fullstop
Fairytales come and go, love still remains Regimes come and go, rules stay the same Love is actually so complex Describing it could make me go nuts
All in all, fall after fall, rise upon rise All I see are individuals who lack insights Treatments based off familiarity Creating boundaries unequovically
There comes a time when times stands still Nothing moves, nothing, only heart beats First rhythmic and then goes off beat
Welcome to the 21st century A time where a lot of things have gone wrong with humanity It raises big questions and odd answers
The journey to the moon was truly a breakthrough But I was about to perform the greatest feat Built a rocket, engines checked and thus I flew
One way or the other, we have fought personal battles Ones that only we know about, self rattle During such phase, you either let it consume you
Eyes are indeed heavy, the mind is undoubtedly full Body lays down, nothing seems to move Subconscious kicks in as your eyes grow dim
You were alone Then you saw her Didn't feel like approaching So you admired from afar Her beauty and her graceful looks
I walk in through this door of ancient wood And inside I see figures, those which sat and those who stood I am pushed by my mind to go to the back
How do you know when you are happy? Do you judge it by how broad the smile is? Or the vocal strength of an awesome laughter?
