Many times days just comes and goes
but sometimes it takes time to be close
I have seen people jumping out loud
but then everything vanishes in the crowd
It doesn’t matter who you choose to be with you
the uncertainties of future does not give you a clue
Time feels like a breeze of wind
touches you for a moment and then everything is a sin
I walk miles to find my lost spirit
in the hope of finding a rose in bunch of thrones
Living is all about crest and troughs
you have to understand it before it bursts
understanding it holding it fighting it
are the three words part of the kit
In the mean time many people walk by us
I never understand the rules of luck
some stay back and some move on
before we can realize, the moment is gone
The fight goes on between heart and brain
I prefer to flush my feelings deep down in the drain
heart is like a wild horse, don't know the sight of its course
Mind is the evil bitch, always take to the pit of ditch
Right is the one which can never be done
Wrong is always leading on the path to flunk
stuck in between dos and don’ts
in the end no one moans.
