The Night Sky.
So still yet so alive,
Like sleeping bees in a hive.
Magnificently beating from one heart,
But still so far apart.
Singing to my eyes,
Like a giant sound system.
So loud and yet,
So quiet.
The darkness suddenly
made elegant,
Like a black silk
Dotted with extravagant diamonds.
Sheer beauty it is,
to every open and closed eye,
to live in denial of this
would be to live a lie.
Oh wonder!
Why are you gone by morning?
I'm always left lacking,
Till I'm saved by the evening.
#review #poetry #Rocky
So still yet so alive,
Like sleeping bees in a hive.
Magnificently beating from one heart,
But still so far apart.
Singing to my eyes,
Like a giant sound system.
So loud and yet,
So quiet.
The darkness suddenly
made elegant,
Like a black silk
Dotted with extravagant diamonds.
Sheer beauty it is,
to every open and closed eye,
to live in denial of this
would be to live a lie.
Oh wonder!
Why are you gone by morning?
I'm always left lacking,
Till I'm saved by the evening.
#review #poetry #Rocky
Life of a Soldier
Fearless and unassuming,
marches on the soldier.
For before lead hardens,
first it has to solder.
Hard enough as he trains,
his mind is full of thoughts in trains.
Why are there wars?
Why are there disputes?
Why do men fight?
Why is there no end to this equation?
Why do we let lead lead our destiny?
Why?
So many questions,
yet unanswered.
The soldier has to fight,
unknowing of his plight,
His life a pawn on a chess board,
a mere drop in an endless ocean.
Gone but never forgotten,
lost, but a sacrifice given.
Betrayal of the cause of peace,
for a price so great.
In gratitude forever we are,
indebted we remain,
to these loyal and valiant heroes.
#review #poem #rocky
Fearless and unassuming,
marches on the soldier.
For before lead hardens,
first it has to solder.
Hard enough as he trains,
his mind is full of thoughts in trains.
Why are there wars?
Why are there disputes?
Why do men fight?
Why is there no end to this equation?
Why do we let lead lead our destiny?
Why?
So many questions,
yet unanswered.
The soldier has to fight,
unknowing of his plight,
His life a pawn on a chess board,
a mere drop in an endless ocean.
Gone but never forgotten,
lost, but a sacrifice given.
Betrayal of the cause of peace,
for a price so great.
In gratitude forever we are,
indebted we remain,
to these loyal and valiant heroes.
#review #poem #rocky
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Moving up a hill
Of it I must make a thrill.
Tire may burn my heel
but I must not feel,
For even a heart can kill.
#depression #review #rocky #poem
Of it I must make a thrill.
Tire may burn my heel
but I must not feel,
For even a heart can kill.
#depression #review #rocky #poem
Henry emerged from the bushes, huffing and puffing, struggling to catch a breath. He stopped for a moment and glanced around. There he was at a roadside by a lazy road. He tried to look around, searching for a light that he could run to but this place was lit lazily too.
All he coud see was darkness. Thoughts ran around his exhausted and confused mind, and all he could think of was a nice shower and a cozy bed to lie on, but that would only happen if he could escape his current ordeal.
It was a cold chilly night, the kind that no one wishes to be outdoors, and the wind blew lightly. Henry could not notice any of all this, maybe because of all the running he had been forced to do, or from his leather jacket. Sweat trickled down his bruised face. In that sudden moment, the pain began to bite from all sides, he could feel it all now.
The adrenaline rush had protected him from all the agony he felt right then. There was no way they would ever find him, he had to run as far as he could. He started walking towards his left side on the road.
Itches were starting to register as the bruises on the face flared up. He wished to touch them but he couldn't, it would only make them worse. He had been walking for about a mile and a half when lights appeared behind him.
Free at last, he thought to himself. Here was a car that could take him far from this unforgiving place. Holding his thumb out, he had to stop, tired from all the walking.
The car seemed to have taken ages getting to where he stood, but it did, finally. Bright headlights blinded his sleepy eyes. He couldn't mind it. After all, he was free from his tormentors.
The car, a huge four wheel drive vehicle, stopped finally where Henry stood. He ran towards the driver's side, just one more thing and I'll out of here, he mumbled to himself. The tinted window lowered slowly, and Henry's eager face lit up instantly.
The eager face quickly turned to disbelief and shock. A long black pistol was held up to his head.
"You thought you could get away from me? You should know that I own you now." Jamie's cold deep voice went off. A sly grin formed on his scarred round face. Lips barely moving,
"Get back in the car!" he barked.
#rocky #story #review
All he coud see was darkness. Thoughts ran around his exhausted and confused mind, and all he could think of was a nice shower and a cozy bed to lie on, but that would only happen if he could escape his current ordeal.
It was a cold chilly night, the kind that no one wishes to be outdoors, and the wind blew lightly. Henry could not notice any of all this, maybe because of all the running he had been forced to do, or from his leather jacket. Sweat trickled down his bruised face. In that sudden moment, the pain began to bite from all sides, he could feel it all now.
The adrenaline rush had protected him from all the agony he felt right then. There was no way they would ever find him, he had to run as far as he could. He started walking towards his left side on the road.
Itches were starting to register as the bruises on the face flared up. He wished to touch them but he couldn't, it would only make them worse. He had been walking for about a mile and a half when lights appeared behind him.
Free at last, he thought to himself. Here was a car that could take him far from this unforgiving place. Holding his thumb out, he had to stop, tired from all the walking.
The car seemed to have taken ages getting to where he stood, but it did, finally. Bright headlights blinded his sleepy eyes. He couldn't mind it. After all, he was free from his tormentors.
The car, a huge four wheel drive vehicle, stopped finally where Henry stood. He ran towards the driver's side, just one more thing and I'll out of here, he mumbled to himself. The tinted window lowered slowly, and Henry's eager face lit up instantly.
The eager face quickly turned to disbelief and shock. A long black pistol was held up to his head.
"You thought you could get away from me? You should know that I own you now." Jamie's cold deep voice went off. A sly grin formed on his scarred round face. Lips barely moving,
"Get back in the car!" he barked.
#rocky #story #review
Tik tok.
Tik tok
Forward time goes
It matters not which town.
It has neither friends nor foes
Forward only, neither up nor down.
Tik tok
From young to old
All yearn for to one wish
That backward it move and hold
Only to flow with it like fish.
Tik tok
A tick here and there a second
Forever a history is written
Created with it a neverending bond
Moving but so well hidden.
Tik tok
Who is your master?
As for me you can never be enough
Though some may wish that you run faster
However life may be, you'll make me tough.
#review #poem #rocky
Tik tok
Forward time goes
It matters not which town.
It has neither friends nor foes
Forward only, neither up nor down.
Tik tok
From young to old
All yearn for to one wish
That backward it move and hold
Only to flow with it like fish.
Tik tok
A tick here and there a second
Forever a history is written
Created with it a neverending bond
Moving but so well hidden.
Tik tok
Who is your master?
As for me you can never be enough
Though some may wish that you run faster
However life may be, you'll make me tough.
#review #poem #rocky
Love Quest.
Intense are the waves
Of feeling at it's best
My inside raves
Awakening and stirring my chest.
How my heart springs
Like a nestling around a nest
Trying to fly its wings
Why is this so beyond my behest?
Uncontrollable are my feelings
But with you my heart finds rest
In search of your lovely givings
Like the sunset I follow you towards the west.
You ended my love quest
Giving me a breath of new beginnings
For you my heart fills with zest
For the joyful moments this love brings.
#rocky #poetry #review
Intense are the waves
Of feeling at it's best
My inside raves
Awakening and stirring my chest.
How my heart springs
Like a nestling around a nest
Trying to fly its wings
Why is this so beyond my behest?
Uncontrollable are my feelings
But with you my heart finds rest
In search of your lovely givings
Like the sunset I follow you towards the west.
You ended my love quest
Giving me a breath of new beginnings
For you my heart fills with zest
For the joyful moments this love brings.
#rocky #poetry #review
He was a battered man. He was an old man. He was old, battered man. His name Oliver, he had a wrinkly face that seemed to have faced joyful as well as disheartening moments, cold nights and warm summers, weddings and funerals; all that life had to offer. His white beard now grew freely and was unkempt, giving the idea of a man who no longer cared what people thought of him.
Oliver carried an air of contention around him as he went by his days. He had managed to provide for his wife and his 4 kids as best as he could. He had done most of the things he wanted in his life, and even if there were a few left, there wasn't much he could do now. Recently a troubling thought recurred to him several times, what mark he had left in this world?
Though old on the outside, his soul had withstood all the battering that life had to offer and was young as ever. Always exuding confidence everywhere he went, he was the darling of the old as well as the young. Younger adults always sought his wise counsel. He unselfishly helped where he could. In him, children found a caring man and a playmate, who always made them happy.
Everyday, the thought kept crossing his mind. His children as well as grandchildren visited and he would play with them, but the thought wouldn't leave him. What impression would they have of him?
Oliver tried his best to conceal his feelings of dissatisfaction with himself, since he could have achieved more. He masked this by focusing more on his achievements. He also sought support from his family, though indirectly. It was hard to believe that this great man – to them he was, would ever doubt himself. Each day, the voice grew to more profound and thereby silencing all his other thoughts. It troubled him so much that he started wishing that he could die soon.
Once on a warm cloudy noon, he took a walk in the pine forest around his home. Some hikers walking nearby asked to take a picture of him and he made a face with his tongue sticking out. A breath of the fresh forest air quenched his old lungs allowing him to admire the life that he had lived. Not many had the happiness he felt. At once, he knew that he had lived a good life.
#wca #wccb
#rocky #review
Oliver carried an air of contention around him as he went by his days. He had managed to provide for his wife and his 4 kids as best as he could. He had done most of the things he wanted in his life, and even if there were a few left, there wasn't much he could do now. Recently a troubling thought recurred to him several times, what mark he had left in this world?
Though old on the outside, his soul had withstood all the battering that life had to offer and was young as ever. Always exuding confidence everywhere he went, he was the darling of the old as well as the young. Younger adults always sought his wise counsel. He unselfishly helped where he could. In him, children found a caring man and a playmate, who always made them happy.
Everyday, the thought kept crossing his mind. His children as well as grandchildren visited and he would play with them, but the thought wouldn't leave him. What impression would they have of him?
Oliver tried his best to conceal his feelings of dissatisfaction with himself, since he could have achieved more. He masked this by focusing more on his achievements. He also sought support from his family, though indirectly. It was hard to believe that this great man – to them he was, would ever doubt himself. Each day, the voice grew to more profound and thereby silencing all his other thoughts. It troubled him so much that he started wishing that he could die soon.
Once on a warm cloudy noon, he took a walk in the pine forest around his home. Some hikers walking nearby asked to take a picture of him and he made a face with his tongue sticking out. A breath of the fresh forest air quenched his old lungs allowing him to admire the life that he had lived. Not many had the happiness he felt. At once, he knew that he had lived a good life.
#wca #wccb
#rocky #review
Death of a Heart.
Kind my heart was
as dandy as can be
until the good people
of the world,
flailed the virtue
off of it.
Thrown under 'twas
molars chewed the life
out of it.
Like tasteless gum,
out it was spit
onto the ground
underneath dirty feet and
Smeared of dirt and grime.
Unknowing,
I couldn't tell my crime.
Unheard were my cries
for help,
diminished was all my hope.
Meted out on me,
was punishment
of all sorts
for having a kind heart.
Bruised and sickly,
it finally took
the last breath.
The good people then
burried it
with the soil of
scorn and derision.
An unkind funeral,
with only one witness
in attendance.
It was no more!
A heartless man
I became
just a hole of nothing
where it used to be.
#review #rocky #poem
Kind my heart was
as dandy as can be
until the good people
of the world,
flailed the virtue
off of it.
Thrown under 'twas
molars chewed the life
out of it.
Like tasteless gum,
out it was spit
onto the ground
underneath dirty feet and
Smeared of dirt and grime.
Unknowing,
I couldn't tell my crime.
Unheard were my cries
for help,
diminished was all my hope.
Meted out on me,
was punishment
of all sorts
for having a kind heart.
Bruised and sickly,
it finally took
the last breath.
The good people then
burried it
with the soil of
scorn and derision.
An unkind funeral,
with only one witness
in attendance.
It was no more!
A heartless man
I became
just a hole of nothing
where it used to be.
#review #rocky #poem
Love in the Shade.
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
Love in the Tropical Shade.
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
The Long Wait
It was a breezy sunny afternoon. Joy had chosen a park bench near the tall jacaranda tree close to the center of the lush green park. The moderately strong breeze rustled the jacaranda branches dropping more indigo flowers to the ground than usual.
What a romantic scene? She thought to herself as she glanced at her watch. It was ten minutes past 3.00 p.m. She couldn't believe she had been waiting for the love of her life and her best friend, Mike, for twenty minutes already. It felt like ages as time seemed to drag more than usual.
Anger was starting to build up inside her, owing to the fact that she had waited three months for this day.
"Hey. I'm really sorry for making you wait so long."
A barritone voice spoke softly from behind her. She must have been so deep in thought that she didn't notice Mike walking up to the bench. She turned around and there he was, tall figure with a smile to kill, holding a bouquet of flowers out to her. Excitement took over her body as ran and tightly embraced him.
When they finally broke the long embrace, Mike brought out a speaker.
"I brought a wireless speaker. I really missed dancing to our song with you. I missed you so much."
He turned it on and slow romantic music rent the air. Another embrace followed, but this time they danced slowly to the rhythm of the music.
Joy couldn't mind the long wait, since the satisfaction she felt now seemed to have been worth it. The sun seemed to come to life and smile at them, cheering them on. More jacaranda flowers fell, but this time they had taken the shape of love hearts. If it had been up to her, she would have let that moment go on forever. At last, her love was here with her.
#prompt #wca #rocky #wcss
#review
It was a breezy sunny afternoon. Joy had chosen a park bench near the tall jacaranda tree close to the center of the lush green park. The moderately strong breeze rustled the jacaranda branches dropping more indigo flowers to the ground than usual.
What a romantic scene? She thought to herself as she glanced at her watch. It was ten minutes past 3.00 p.m. She couldn't believe she had been waiting for the love of her life and her best friend, Mike, for twenty minutes already. It felt like ages as time seemed to drag more than usual.
Anger was starting to build up inside her, owing to the fact that she had waited three months for this day.
"Hey. I'm really sorry for making you wait so long."
A barritone voice spoke softly from behind her. She must have been so deep in thought that she didn't notice Mike walking up to the bench. She turned around and there he was, tall figure with a smile to kill, holding a bouquet of flowers out to her. Excitement took over her body as ran and tightly embraced him.
When they finally broke the long embrace, Mike brought out a speaker.
"I brought a wireless speaker. I really missed dancing to our song with you. I missed you so much."
He turned it on and slow romantic music rent the air. Another embrace followed, but this time they danced slowly to the rhythm of the music.
Joy couldn't mind the long wait, since the satisfaction she felt now seemed to have been worth it. The sun seemed to come to life and smile at them, cheering them on. More jacaranda flowers fell, but this time they had taken the shape of love hearts. If it had been up to her, she would have let that moment go on forever. At last, her love was here with her.
#prompt #wca #rocky #wcss
#review
The Long Wait
It was a breezy sunny afternoon. Joy had chosen a park bench near the tall jacaranda tree close to the center of the lush green park. The moderately strong breeze rustled the jacaranda branches dropping more indigo flowers to the ground than usual.
What a romantic scene? She thought to herself as she glanced at her watch. It was ten minutes past 3.00 p.m. She couldn't believe she had been waiting for the love of her life and her best friend, Mike, for twenty minutes already. It felt like ages as time seemed to drag more than usual.
Anger was starting to build up inside her, owing to the fact that she had waited three months for this day.
"Hey. I'm really sorry for making you wait so long."
A barritone voice spoke softly from behind her. She must have been so deep in thought that she didn't notice Mike walking up to the bench. She turned around and there he was, tall figure with a smile to kill, holding a bouquet of flowers out to her. Excitement took over her body as ran and tightly embraced him.
When they finally broke the long embrace, Mike brought out a speaker.
"I brought a wireless speaker. I really missed dancing to our song with you. I missed you so much."
He turned it on and slow romantic music rent the air. Another embrace followed, but this time they danced slowly to the rhythm of the music.
Joy couldn't mind the long wait, since the satisfaction she felt now seemed to have been worth it. The sun seemed to come to life and smile at them, cheering them on. More jacaranda flowers fell, but this time they had taken the shape of love hearts. If it had been up to her, she would have let that moment go on forever. At last, her love was here with her.
#prompt #wca #rocky #wcss
#review
It was a breezy sunny afternoon. Joy had chosen a park bench near the tall jacaranda tree close to the center of the lush green park. The moderately strong breeze rustled the jacaranda branches dropping more indigo flowers to the ground than usual.
What a romantic scene? She thought to herself as she glanced at her watch. It was ten minutes past 3.00 p.m. She couldn't believe she had been waiting for the love of her life and her best friend, Mike, for twenty minutes already. It felt like ages as time seemed to drag more than usual.
Anger was starting to build up inside her, owing to the fact that she had waited three months for this day.
"Hey. I'm really sorry for making you wait so long."
A barritone voice spoke softly from behind her. She must have been so deep in thought that she didn't notice Mike walking up to the bench. She turned around and there he was, tall figure with a smile to kill, holding a bouquet of flowers out to her. Excitement took over her body as ran and tightly embraced him.
When they finally broke the long embrace, Mike brought out a speaker.
"I brought a wireless speaker. I really missed dancing to our song with you. I missed you so much."
He turned it on and slow romantic music rent the air. Another embrace followed, but this time they danced slowly to the rhythm of the music.
Joy couldn't mind the long wait, since the satisfaction she felt now seemed to have been worth it. The sun seemed to come to life and smile at them, cheering them on. More jacaranda flowers fell, but this time they had taken the shape of love hearts. If it had been up to her, she would have let that moment go on forever. At last, her love was here with her.
#prompt #wca #rocky #wcss
#review
Golden Idea.
Forgotten is the past bliss,
Forgiven, all that's gone amiss.
My mind tries it's best
To work not rest.
High are the stakes
And many are the mistakes
Trying every day
Trying every possible way.
Doubts muted to a whisper
I drown myself deeper.
A swim here and a swim there
Which way won't I dare.
In the depths of this endless ocean of thought
My eyes look but see naught.
Dark and unforgiving
How I wish a ray were shining.
I long for a key to this lock,
A way past this stumbling block
For inside lies an idea so golden
It will only be mine when I'm wet and sodden.
#review #rocky #poetry
Forgotten is the past bliss,
Forgiven, all that's gone amiss.
My mind tries it's best
To work not rest.
High are the stakes
And many are the mistakes
Trying every day
Trying every possible way.
Doubts muted to a whisper
I drown myself deeper.
A swim here and a swim there
Which way won't I dare.
In the depths of this endless ocean of thought
My eyes look but see naught.
Dark and unforgiving
How I wish a ray were shining.
I long for a key to this lock,
A way past this stumbling block
For inside lies an idea so golden
It will only be mine when I'm wet and sodden.
#review #rocky #poetry
Love in the Tropical Shade.
In the dying heat of the tropical sun
Under the cool shade of a mango tree,
hearts jumped up and down in joy and fun,
And they felt was a feeling so free.
Withered leaves shook in the wind and fell,
Soon forgotten were heartbreaks of the past.
If their souls spoke they could tell,
That this love was meant to last.
Wiped were the unseen tears,
Of the broken hopes that had flown so often,
their unsaid doubts and fears,
Were suddenly gone and forgotten.
As new leaves sprung from the branches
The lovers shared an embrace in passion,
And gleefully watched the expanse of the ranches
As they graciously enjoyed the overflow of pleasant emotion.
The wind stirred the grass and the dandelions,
And in their chests, hearts jumped and twirled,
Igniting the brevity and courage of the lions.
Now, they felt ready to conquer the world.
As the sun set in the horizon
They realized they would survive any future attack,
Since they had undying love as their weapon,
They just had to have each other's back.
It wasn't much to the eye to have,
albeit to the heart being so priceless.
A precious treasure it was, tropical love,
for it made one feel safe and fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
In the dying heat of the tropical sun
Under the cool shade of a mango tree,
hearts jumped up and down in joy and fun,
And they felt was a feeling so free.
Withered leaves shook in the wind and fell,
Soon forgotten were heartbreaks of the past.
If their souls spoke they could tell,
That this love was meant to last.
Wiped were the unseen tears,
Of the broken hopes that had flown so often,
their unsaid doubts and fears,
Were suddenly gone and forgotten.
As new leaves sprung from the branches
The lovers shared an embrace in passion,
And gleefully watched the expanse of the ranches
As they graciously enjoyed the overflow of pleasant emotion.
The wind stirred the grass and the dandelions,
And in their chests, hearts jumped and twirled,
Igniting the brevity and courage of the lions.
Now, they felt ready to conquer the world.
As the sun set in the horizon
They realized they would survive any future attack,
Since they had undying love as their weapon,
They just had to have each other's back.
It wasn't much to the eye to have,
albeit to the heart being so priceless.
A precious treasure it was, tropical love,
for it made one feel safe and fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
NEVER GIVE UP.
The lady with a baby on her lap
Said quitting is a trap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life is an endless lap
Said the athlete after a nap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life is an overflowing tap
That can drown or fill up.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life has no map
Even pilots just let it unwrap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life will always be a death trap
The judge said to avoid any mishap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life will always have a gap,
Between the good and the scrap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Only after you avoid the rattrap
Will life then cheer and clap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
#poem #review #rocky
The lady with a baby on her lap
Said quitting is a trap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life is an endless lap
Said the athlete after a nap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life is an overflowing tap
That can drown or fill up.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life has no map
Even pilots just let it unwrap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life will always be a death trap
The judge said to avoid any mishap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Life will always have a gap,
Between the good and the scrap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
Only after you avoid the rattrap
Will life then cheer and clap.
Never give up
You still got to live up.
#poem #review #rocky
The War Within.
I am as dark as my skin can be
And my eyes black as a crow's
I'm as weak as weak can be
From all of life's blows.
I carry the dirt of a hoe
Within my strong but tired heart
I've a burden as big as can know
For my world is full of hurt.
I carry good and bad memories
And my past seems to resurrect
All of my life's worst stories
Every time I try to forget.
I carry with me a dark shadow
That seems to only scare and haunt
I wish to end it with bow and arrow
But the enemy would just laugh and taunt
I have within me an enemy
That will only fall when I'm dead
It's only as complex as alchemy
Looking for gold only to find lead.
I'm pursued by a troubled past
And my back only seems to bend
All my strength drained to the last
Oh when will it ever end!
#review #rocky #poetry
I am as dark as my skin can be
And my eyes black as a crow's
I'm as weak as weak can be
From all of life's blows.
I carry the dirt of a hoe
Within my strong but tired heart
I've a burden as big as can know
For my world is full of hurt.
I carry good and bad memories
And my past seems to resurrect
All of my life's worst stories
Every time I try to forget.
I carry with me a dark shadow
That seems to only scare and haunt
I wish to end it with bow and arrow
But the enemy would just laugh and taunt
I have within me an enemy
That will only fall when I'm dead
It's only as complex as alchemy
Looking for gold only to find lead.
I'm pursued by a troubled past
And my back only seems to bend
All my strength drained to the last
Oh when will it ever end!
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Hey buddy, yes you, one who is reading this, you may be alone, not having many friends unlike others, not having enough money to live up to your dreams, may be to even fulfil your small and cutest wishes, you might be tied up all day with your course books, stressful office work, those computers and the hectic tasks,
you might be feeling like running away from all your problems and just forget about all your worries, those stressful tasks and from toxic people and enjoy the beauty of the wonderful life.
Buddy, you are not alone, me, you, all the top CEO’S, the world politicians, world class celebrities, sportsmen and many real life heroes were been in the same stressful situations,
Just stay calm, just feel the beauty of nature, love yourself, love the way you are, the way you are living your life. Have some inner peace, don’t be very harsh on yourselves, just believe in your dreams ,focus on your goals, your passion and nothing else. Don’t give a f* about all these f* things, the girl who rejected you, the friend who betrayed you, the relative who keeps judging you, the society which is putting you shame all the time.
Just Focus on your dreams, which is going to bring a grand new reality to new.
Remember, no matter where you are and what you are, how worse the situation is, always have that smile on your face, which is going to make all the difference.
Bye Bye.
(Rocky)
Hey buddy, yes you, one who is reading this, you may be alone, not having many friends unlike others, not having enough money to live up to your dreams, may be to even fulfil your small and cutest wishes, you might be tied up all day with your course books, stressful office work, those computers and the hectic tasks,
you might be feeling like running away from all your problems and just forget about all your worries, those stressful tasks and from toxic people and enjoy the beauty of the wonderful life.
Buddy, you are not alone, me, you, all the top CEO’S, the world politicians, world class celebrities, sportsmen and many real life heroes were been in the same stressful situations,
Just stay calm, just feel the beauty of nature, love yourself, love the way you are, the way you are living your life. Have some inner peace, don’t be very harsh on yourselves, just believe in your dreams ,focus on your goals, your passion and nothing else. Don’t give a f* about all these f* things, the girl who rejected you, the friend who betrayed you, the relative who keeps judging you, the society which is putting you shame all the time.
Just Focus on your dreams, which is going to bring a grand new reality to new.
Remember, no matter where you are and what you are, how worse the situation is, always have that smile on your face, which is going to make all the difference.
Bye Bye.
(Rocky)