You love someone or you don’t love someone, heartbreak is on its way
Even when you are denied what you want, life has a way of making you stay
You complain about or shout aloud, reasons are wasted afterthoughts
What has been said or done to death and gone, the things you ought
To have missed or hit, turn back and look at your pity self once again
Before you can decide your own fate, life will leave you behind its pain
You took a break and shook your head, in a state of worldly wise wisdom
Where you landed, where you feel stuck, is once again the forsaken kingdom
You made promises or heard them uttered by some distant voices so near
The enemy far away who resides in you knows exactly whom or what you fear
You dug your own grave, garlanded your own photograph, shed a tear too
It was your funeral, your final goodbye, but you were already out of you
So cheers to you for living a life like an audience sitting through a film
The reels rolled by and reached the end; you were stuck in your own realm
Spectator of your own life, tell me if you saw what you really were inside
Were the lies white or the truth black? From you could you ever hide?
Did life did justice or did it cheat on you and left you feeling lonely and sad?
Or you knew all the ‘right’ ways but just chose to live ‘wrong’ and bad
Is there a way for me to conclude in just few simple sentences or chapters?
Or do you think your life will need a 1000 paged-book, fact-of-the-matter?
You lead your life in such a way; unwritten, unscripted thoughts and emotions
Just passed through its moments of rhythm with deep yet careless devotion
When I put my pen to paper no single word or image takes form at all
I’m just in the moment and the moment seem to last forever long
You conquer me within and I know, it’s you I long for and to whom I belong
