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When you kick the ball,
there's a passion I feel.
The moment you raise your both hands,
there's a connection in real.
What I feel for you is something rare.
A feeling someone else just cannot share.
Your smile, your tears, I have seen it all.
Yet there's nothing I find,
which can make me fall.
You're the first man who entered my dreams.
A picture of you is what I always keep.
Others call me crazy, some stupid.
But what I feel is not the game of a cupid.
You're special to me in my own simple way.
So much going on in my mind.
Yet not a single soul I can find.
To pour my mind as words with feel.
But these wounds are wounds I cannot heal.
An attempt of cure causes a burn.
From which I just cannot run.
It's simple english translating my state.
With a hope of a fateful fate.(more)
I don't wanna go in a world of fantasies.
Yet seeing your face is like a ticket.
I don't wanna indulge in crazy dreams.
And then you put me to sleep.
I don't wanna get addicted to you
but here you prove to be like caffeine.
Prove me wrong for once, wake me up.
Show me you're something more than a dream.
Here you hold my hand and walk with me... in my dreams.(more)
And these are the days when I wish to be somewhere far away from home
these are the days when I wish for something that I don't even know.
But it's true you get what you sow,
hence I'm forced to sit in this boat and row.
Somewhere, where I can be different.
And create my own unique pigment.
I know this aint going to be easy.
Nor do I call it difficult.
It's just different to which I wish to adopt,
and not to get lost.
Lost in it's wilderness.
With no light of forgiveness.(more)
What should a person do
when its ownself abandons you..
Who should it turn to
when its ownself is turning blue?
You end up getting scared
when the never-ending tears turn dry
And then you fear..
Who are you turning into?
Are their any feelings left
or all those are a victim of theft?
Theft of your soul, your mind
your inner self, you can no longer find
Who are you going to turn to then
Who can save you from your own self?(more)
High or low
If thats what you want to do
If that's only whats left to do
To escape your reality
dreams.. mind.. life..
To escape what you've become
To escape what you're about to
Or just do it for the love of it
Do it for the sake of it
Do it like you mean it
high above in the sky(more)
He doesn’t need her
He doesn’t feel her
He says it is a struggle love that they got..
She says it is not love- not at all.
Honestly, she swears,
I gave my all. My peace, my heart,
And had the greatest fall.
Yet he was nothing like she thought.
He proved just like the ones who broke it
And he broke it most of all.
Broke her heart so none of it is left
To even say the word love
That girl right behind me
The camera right beside me
The tabs that are opened
Or soon will be open
The yogurt I am having
The flip flops I am wearing
The letters forming a word
And the words themselves
Each has a tale of their own to tell.
Does this happen with everyone?
Or am I becoming too observant?
Whatever I have excelled in,
I just hope it is not something called being crazy.(more)
Joining this site and going through random articles the talented writers have posted, the first thought that struck me while I sat down to write one of my own, was, whether to be AS sophisticated, as composed as you all? Then another thought made its place in my mind which brought realization that I can write one, two or perhaps more than that being you all but one cannot fake all the time. Therefore here I am, writing an article that I hope will be admired in my own random style-cannot call myself sophisticated nor the opposite. I am a blend of all. As a person says, it mostly depends on one’s... (more)