Suffocating under the burden of truth...
Trying to walk on a different route,
But,certain things just don't allow you to break-free,
It's like the feeling-"They can't see what I see."
They count on you and want you to obey,
Certain words leave you,with nothing to say.
Virtues,ideals are topics too hard to chew,
Why can't one do what he craves to do?
So many things,slipping out of time...
Music of life seeming to lose rhyme.
Changing from an innocent kid into a huffy man,
World encouraging you to become a sham.
Who should you be and Why?
Why can't such questions be satisfied with an "I"?
When Nothing is Perfect,then what is it you're looking for?
When you admit you're happy,then why do you want More ?
Words of kindness never mitigate the Truth,
Do all problems Start at Youth?
It is hard to walk the tightrope between dreams and reality,
With visions so clouded,and zero clarity.
They snided,They scorned.
They jeered,They mocked.
They disdained,They quibbled.
They cheated,They niggled.
They've left me agonized,
a lethal bane....
All persistence slowly
buried in vain.
A derelict,I've become...
worn out with days,
Still There's No tinge of mercy
in their gaze...
~ Saumya
Trying to walk on a different route,
But,certain things just don't allow you to break-free,
It's like the feeling-"They can't see what I see."
Every dawn sets forth a new goal,
And everyday you search inside your soul.
Questions form a never-ending chain ,
Expectations pushing ,to blast your brain.
They count on you and want you to obey,
Certain words leave you,with nothing to say.
Virtues,ideals are topics too hard to chew,
Why can't one do what he craves to do?
So many things,slipping out of time...
Music of life seeming to lose rhyme.
Changing from an innocent kid into a huffy man,
World encouraging you to become a sham.
Who should you be and Why?
Why can't such questions be satisfied with an "I"?
When Nothing is Perfect,then what is it you're looking for?
When you admit you're happy,then why do you want More ?
Words of kindness never mitigate the Truth,
Do all problems Start at Youth?
It is hard to walk the tightrope between dreams and reality,
With visions so clouded,and zero clarity.
They snided,They scorned.
They jeered,They mocked.
They disdained,They quibbled.
They cheated,They niggled.
They've left me agonized,
a lethal bane....
All persistence slowly
buried in vain.
A derelict,I've become...
worn out with days,
Still There's No tinge of mercy
in their gaze...
~ Saumya