The Ring

The Ring

When we were kids

We always had thoughts of how life would be 

From the daydreams of a sucessful life 

To the harsh reality 

We all used to think that life would be easy 

With everything almost within our reach 

Just a little hard work and dash of luck 

Life would be perfect 

But who knew that dreams would be expensive 

With the people running after the same things 

The bar being raised every single second 

With only love being the main aim 

Who knew that loving someone can be a bliss and a bane 

With many people still thinking about the ONE 

the ONE who would open the gates to cupid's paradise 

But do we ever find the one?

Love is always there for us 

Hidden somewhere in this world 

But the only villain being the timing 

And timing is a bitch

There are times when you find love

And even the timing is there with you guys 

That is the love which would last forever 

Looking after eachother, being in there highs and lows

With that bond that is sacred 

Strong till the end would be that love 

Which would last forever 

But what after that 

Will it be there for your kids 

When they grow up 

Would they be able to handle heartbreaks 

Or will they know what it is to live with something that they never have 

Will our kids ever know the meanings of vows 

The feeeling of being loved by someone unconditionally 

As I sit here looking at the ring I gave to my wife 

I would pray for my daughter who now wears the same ring 

To have her chunk of happiness, the same happiness her mother had.

When Darkness Strikes

When Darkness Strikes

Blank 

Every time I see you this sudden feeling 
Surrounds me and there is nothing I could do
My life is filled with perils and darkness that you threw me in 

This would never have happened 
Only if I would have not had a fight with you 
If only you could have not gone out that night
I wouldn't be here at this lonely hour 

Whatever Midas had touched turned into gold 
But whatever I touch
Withers away and dies 
My life is now just a mere image of the man I used to be 

I have been nothing but myself since you left 
The weak and broken down man 
Who is filled with darkness in every space that you have left
With my only support my biggest pillar no longer with me.

All my pillars are now broken 
Decimated and destroyed 
With only ruins of them left behind 
But I never believed  that you would be the pillar that would fall down 

Just like a house of cards 
Now only ghosts residing inside me 
The ghost of the man I was 
The ghost of the friend I was 
The ghost of the lover who gave his heart

Now all live inside me 
Life can play in mysterious ways 
The things that are meant to be your support and meant to make you stronger 
Are the things that now have brought you to this mess and troubles

God how I curse you for stealing her away 
How I curse you for bringing the misery in my life 
If only I see a ray of light 
I would then hope that the light shall strike 
Till then I will live in the darkness that strikes.

Knocking On Heaven's Door

Knocking On Heaven's Door 

When god made this planet 

He made it for us humans 

When he made the first tree to the first lake 

He had made sure that all his children were provided with everything 

From the food to feed the hunger 

To the water to quench one's thirst 

He had made sure that there was immense 

For no child of his was bereft of his love 

But greed was something that corrupted us humans 

From the greed of land to the greed of power 

All this made them thirsty for blood instead of water 

From a planet that sung in unison this was now a planet divided by nations 

Nations made on ideas and ideals 

Which were bereft of humanity 

Where the unquenchable thirst of greed was still to be quenched 

Was a place far away 

The people came together to fight 

With homes being bombarded 

Families being separated 

And the land turning red 

How the almighty god cried each day to see his beautiful world 

Now turning into a place where hell had been brought back from the ruins 

With soldiers being bound by orders 

Had to fight for the battle for others and kill the people who he never met 

How one bullet pierce through the chest of a soldier 

Yet he stands to defend his nation from the greed and power lusty people 

How he makes a valiant effort to protect his land from the impurities of corruption 

How he fights till the final drop of his blood has kissed the land he proudly defended

He just then lays down on his loved land 

Just to wait for the god's angels to take him away 

Just to see himself knocking on Heaven's door 

Only to see the world for what he fought for suffering in hell 

You're in my Veins

You're In My Veins

Here as I sit today 

Lost in my world of thoughts and dreams 

With nothing besides me 

But only you in my memories 

Your thoughts torment me 

It hurts me with every dream 

That I have about you knowing that you are not there anymore 

Forcing me to go towards a masochistic way of life 

Only with a blood stained razor I sit 

With a cut on my chest

And blood pouring out from every wound the razor had made 

Only to make sure  the very existence of you is not there anymore

With every cut I have and every drop of blood that seeps through 
Reminds me the pain you had caused me 
By making me fall for you only to find myself affected by your absence 
How I wish today to have never met you ever in my life 

If only I had never met you 
I wouldn't be an emotional wreck 
Praying everyday to just bring you back from the sands of time
Now as the final drops of blood finding its way out of my body 

Brings out my entire pain 
My memories and my wasted years with itself 
Never will I ever be the same old me 
Never will I see you again 

This is a curse to live with 
Unable to find a way to throw your memories in a grave 
With you only thriving in my memories 
Make me suicidal with every breath I take 

With only a small remedy to lock your memory away 
Is the small openings I have made on my chest 
Accompanying each drop of blood is every memory I had about you 
With your last memory coming out with the last drop of blood that flows in my veins 
  

Cigarettes and Stitches

Cigarettes and Stitches 

Life is not all so difficult 

With problems that we feel 

Are just something that we made it ourselves 

And blame our luck for the problems.

We all have just one life to live 

With nothing we want to be left to regret 
We all have one shot which is enough 
But what is life for those who have missed their shot

What about the people who have lost a lot 
Than with what they have had 
Sacrificing parts of life which were far valuable to them 

Their lives have been like a whirlpool 
Where only their happiness sinks away 
How can they think about the happy things in life 
They are lost in their world of mystical memories 

Memories of their happy days where life was worth living for 
When all the things that were there in their lives 
Meant to lead to the path of happiness 
Who thought that life will never be the same 

With the things now lost in the sands of time 
Only darkness is that which surrounds us 
Will time ever help stitch our wounds 
Or will we just be lost in the mere memory of the old times 

Will we be able to get past it 
Or will the cigarettes be our only lifeline. 

The Day That the Sky Turned Red

The Day The Sky Turned Red

The day had just started 

With people living their normal lives 

Just like they did the day before 

With no regrets on their minds 

Life was so monotonous 

It was just as boring as midsummer afternoon

With no such good thing to do 

And people trying to fight with their daily ordeals 

Being in school was a hard task for a child 

With children coming with no will 
Only being forced to go to the prison that we all thought it was
With the teachers giving an hard day 

And life moving in its pace 
Never had they thought what was to come was a tornado 
With that the entire world would be the victims 
And the future of the world will end 

A gale of terror was flowing through them 
With the future doing everything to protect each one 
Slowly and slowly they chose them and made them the victims 
The ones who would change the future would be nevermore 

And the raven of death lurking over them 
As each and every chirp of its claiming a new victim 
Down they all fell like an old demolished buildings 
Yet some fought to protect them but were charred by the raven 

145 souls were executed just to please the devil 
With the ravens still flying high 
With the sky filled with tears shed and bangles smashed 
With grief filling in the atmosphere 
And sky turned red with the bloody souls 

The Wait

The Wait

How strange Humans are 

With their problems and life moving on 

They still wait for something good to happen 

At times they wait for a storm to pass and 

At times they wish the happiness to remain 

Waiting for people is somewhat strange 

Even when we have nothing to do we wait for things to change 

From a bad day at the office we wait for things to be better 
To the fights we have with our loved ones 

We all have been waiting for something
Even things which have been gone away 
Far away where life would never be the way it used to We all wait for something

From the times when we all have 
Been tormented and tortured by the thoughts of the past 
The abuse and fights to the lashing out and mood swings that they had 
We still are waiting for them to realize their mistakes

We all have been waiting for something haven't we?
From the times that we wasted waiting for love to come into our life 
Which will sweep us off our feet 
To the wait for the torture to end when everything around us is a mess

Time does whiz by 
At a speed that we are only left with memories 
Memories of the past where we wish to be lost and never be found 
To the sight of us being happy then and wish if it only stayed like this forever 
It is just us and our loneliness that makes us drown in the memories 

If only we could have relived them 
We wouldn't have to wait 
The missed opportunities to the wasted chances 
From the realization of the mistakes to the wait of a reply 
If only we had all the time in the world then life would have been simple