I wanna go back
...........................

I wanna go back, back to the 

Back to the sunshine and golden hay

On my fathers shoulder soaked up in awe 

Waving my hand to that airplane miles above


In all that I have seen  so near or far 

I miss my mothers hands through my hair

It seemed like a good idea, this growing up

But now it seems this trophy is just an empty cup


When my sister kissed my cheek

After I stole chocolates from the fridge

Running off with my brother to the movies

A penny on the street felt like i am goddamn rich


Oh I wanna go back to the good old days 

Sitting with my friends by the lake after school 

Skipping stones over the water for hours on an end

Or dancing without a care when I was surrounded by friends


That childhood was gold, oh wouldnt you say

How time stole it from me with every birthday 

Now I am just an old man who walks alone with a cane  

Sitting by the window, waiting for the angel to take me away 

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Looks can be deceiving
But a dark heart never hides
Seeing isn't always believing
But imagination doesn't cost a dime

From ashes of mistakes comes grievance
A frigid soul stirs up storms every night
Churning skin to bones, odds to evens
Two steps from heaven, sincerity dies


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I have a feeling you lost me before I lost you
This childish tug of war eventually cost you
I had a reason to believe you before you did
You told you were broken hearted just like me

How ironic it seems of the words we said to each other
We promised we will always be friends before lovers
Just a gush of air and our castle of cards fell down
Without you anymore, I am just a king without a crown

But its not regret that I feel but a closure long desired
I had burnt all my fingers playing with this fire
Everyday I woke up next to you, I felt inspired
Every night I stay away from you, I am no longer a liar

Though it hurts when the memories flash before my eyes
Our photographs are now the only souvenir I keep with me
We dreamt of a love so perfect but reality made us sigh
When we can't make each other whole, it's better to stay incomplete

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You don't want to have what's right in front of you
Yet you despise yourself for what you don't have now
It's ironical that everyday life is passing you by
Yet you are trying to take the steering wheel somehow

When will you face the truth that they are already gone
Even when you promised them, they will never be wronged
They needed you when they needed to and that's it
If you are really responsible for yourself, then effin act it

Either you pushed them away or they left you behind
You were either a court Jester or a King of the Blind
It's not easy to let go yet you must do what you can
The longer you stay at the bottom, the more difficult it is to stand

There are so many people out there who need you
Someone to tell them that it doesnt matter at all
You have been through the worst, survived to tell your story
The more realer life is once you accept its a Memento Mori

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You were always a boy
And she loved that about you
When you became a man
She believed you will understand

When you looked into her yes
Happiness shone like a diamond
When you asked for her hand
She knew you will never let her go

You lived life one day at a time
But she knew she will never be harmed
Your mistakes did make her cry
But she slept every night in your arms

She loved you more than you deserved
But when you were ready, she was gone
She knew everything about your heart
But when you held it out, she had moved on

You were tough on the outside
But she knew your secrets and dreams
You loved no woman other than her
But all she heard that night were your screams

You didn't ever think she would leave
But when you looked back, she was gone
At times, love is something that's gotta give
Love stories dont always have happy endings

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Love if can be understood can't be
It's the truth we both know but refuse to see
not that our hearts are too callous to feel
But the 'I miss you' is too big of a deal

Tell me how do you sleep every night
Knowing that a heart aches for you miles away
Wonder it's not a lot for you to say Hi
Knowing that the life in me is beginning to fade

You took my hand although I acted so tough and you made me touch your soul
I knew it will be difficult for me to give up
the things you will ask me to hold

Your photograph speaks to me on my lonely nights
In one hand a cigarette, in the other a whiskey glass
Your old texts on my screen, flashbacks in front of my eyes
I am hurting inside though I smile through all my cracks

We are not to be blamed but only to be in love
How could we have known life has its own plans
As I take your name in every prayer I send above
Wish my heart had turned to stone before it slipped from your hands


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It's very easy to forget the purpose for which you live everyday. For what you wake up in the morning and in the next moment you pick up your phone and get lost browsing through stuff that's irrelevant to your life and your dreams.

Dont we all love to dodge the curveballs life throws at us telling ourselves that we will start tomorrow but tomorrow never comes and the 5 minute motivation speech quietly slips under the rug. Don't we forget how much we cried when we didn't get what we wanted and what we slogged for and finally when the results were out, they didn't call upon our name.

We know what needs to be done and yet we are always in two minds over our next step. We are caught up between our wishful thinking and the need to wake up from our fantasies. We know what needs to be done yet here we are scrolling through our feed silently comparing or desiring for a life that's very much within our reach but needs stepping out of our comfort zone a little.

When do we plan to make this life worth its blood, sweat and tears? When will we ever think that we need to use our head at times when shit needs to get done and there will be plenty of time and life left to run wild through the fields of barley or dance to the tune of raindrops.

Wake up.


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' Just friends '

Stuck in the past
Everlast
Chasing ghosts
move so fast
Flick the switch
Give to ask
If I am wrong
Then you ain't right
U my epiphany
I am surprised

Fly high but fall dry
Like, Love then deny
U ain't my type
I said day and night
You made me a joke
I choked
They all laugh
I m just stupified
Your lies, your comfort
Sipping your camomile
I yell damn you, FML


I am over you
A lost face in the crowd
Have a fucking clue?
I have everything now
I got money
money buys me yous
Money buys more
I keep score
But I am never sure
If I see you again
Over my shoulder
Walking in the rain
Hand in hand
With another man
Will I pretend
Will I let it go
Being 'just friends'

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Sometimes pretending is the only thing to do when you know truth will hurt someone you love.

It is said that if you care about someone, always tell them the truth but that truth seldom ends up in a good place. More often than not, people can't see the truth, look the other way or simply ignore it.

Such is the way a human being is. The more imperfect it is, the happier it will be...
Because truth is not everyone's cup of tea.

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A Girl of a unknown land,
In the winter a scarf she had.
But a fang, like a little lamb,
between a tree she sat.
Questioning the intrinsic value,
of being alive and obligations.
Her beauty would knife you,
until you're out of sensations.

She asks the light if she can stay
Her mind is blank, thoughts disarrayed
Longing to find her role in this play
She's a weakened spirit and fades.

Her eyes look up with her soul well worn
A heavy heart and a recurrent sigh is the norm
But a mystical smile cuts through her scorn
Tears that cut her cheeks now be pearls that adorn.

But sudden was the feeling that goes,
As the water in a blink of an eye flows,
That same question perpetuating,
For which her misery she was reverberating

"I don't exist, as such i deny my existing.
I don't believe as a being i am living,
not for my own rambling apart sinning.
And such existence isn't a bell ringing.
i deny it for you because you need belief
And this mediocre existence is but a leaf."

And a being, no man, from the sky appeared:
"Don't worry, child for you have yet to sin,
but no greater than man's own selfish beard.
I am not a dictator nor an atrocious god nor grim,
You shall from me expect no face within afraid"
These were the words from which god was made.

"I only take from you, your freedom, faith i request,
And thinking is prohibited," — He said.

But as she thought and thought, patience was over,
And then she said: "I want a mind with no rover"
And by her heart, she followed, denying god once more,
Denying her fate, her treason to herself and her lore.
For she is not too late, and as such she went,
God's disappearing, to heaven him she had sent.