Illusion of false reality.

Along the worldly attachments, With hearts so black, Difficult it becomes to bring life on track Sadly it’s the faith we lack. If only here-after was our goal We would have the purest of soul Life would be better & whole But what takes us away, Do we realize? It’s our paradise we jeopardize Don’t…

An invisible bond.

There are things I can’t describe, But you should know Without you I won’t survive I’d die And this isn’t a lie I can’t imagine you saying goodbye I’ll be good; I promise I’ll try Imagining you gone makes me cry My life would be like an autumn leaf So dry This is a test…

Some days…

In the darkest of hours When all hopes have gone far In the midst of chaos When moments seems to have paused At the time of agony When life seems worse than a tragedy During the ups and the downs When all I do is frown When the tears in my eyes Are the reason…

The mind talk.

I had a piece of paper And a pencil in my hand Funny it is but I was totally blank The thoughts in my mind Played games And I kept quiet Burning my heart into flames I couldn’t describe what was inside As if thousand years my eyes had cried. But something did bother Maybe…

How I lost Jane…

Up the mountain hill I look up still Hoping to catch your glance Though I remember that tragic circumstance The morning hour And with our school being so far We managed to stick together You promised our friendship would last forever We’d open our lunch boxes During the break You’d have variety And my favorite, steak…

…..days of our lives.

It seemed like the years were long I was a melody of a sad song And i asked myself Just what went wrong? The journey came to halt Who was at fault? And Why did I shed streams of salt? Discouraged & disappointed I lied down to bed every night Asking myself why couldn’t I…

Magic in mundane

Lost In space She sat there imagining a place Far beyond the skies where hurt said goodbyes I saw her sit there alone As she traveled in time as if already flown Dusty wind passed through her hair And she closed her eyes in despair Parade of memories whispered her ears And I saw her…

The passing hour.

The sleepless night in thoughts And teary eyes so deep Lips stammering with words unheard Perhaps a prayer Perhaps the pain Curled up and folded in her arms As she laid on the ground Flash back of her troubles Cut her through That even stitches wouldn’t sew But what could she do Except living through…