Life


Life is just a memory, Life is such a history,

Whatever you want from it, life is just a mystery,

Design the faces in arbitrary, blur the spirit in armoury,

We move on abruptly, without expressing solidarity,

Minutes before the sunrise again it shows the reality,

It loops the time in its brutality and leave you with the curiosity,

Everyday is just the mortality, nothing but the pain and agony,

I asked you what do you want from the broken stroke of serenity,

Nothing left in this world, there is none cheerful serendipity,

Listening to the silence, heard no vibe of sanity,

Voices in my head, becoming new sound of virtuality,

Vision through my eyes is not more than a fictional symphony,

Then why do we live, life always tell the same story,

Even though the storms you survived, they entomb you under six feet dark and gloomy,

Broken souls have a different virtue of gravity,

Life doesn’t know this, its stubborn and after materialistic glory,

New endings of a chapter started, with tacit agreement of haunting,

Crowling towards the time, where you waiting impatiently frowning,

Desires and wishes are crowning from the heart a volcano erupting,

Seductive winds blowing , drawing attention towards the rampage slowly,

Prophecy is not over dear, it comes in a thousand waves bursting,

Can’t be over with life either, it shows its charm in here and after whether you close your eyes or loose mind completely!

AM.

FOX


I was walking on the streets, in the middle of night,

In my mind, i was hoping can i live one last time,

Through the woods, from the hood, i run away from all lies,

I had in me but the demons stalk me around,

Cz i’m out in a doubt, some evil caught me in rocks,

Cz i’m a fox, I can’t even clever him out,

I am bound in a memory of sorrow, deep down,

So i hound my demon back from all the black clouds,

In that bleak route where i seek my revenge right,

Through dark sight, red blight eyes in the inevitable dark night,

Cz I’m alone in this war, nobody help me out,

So i follow my instincts, he didn’t even figure me out,

Life is a game of fame, these people only materialistic now,

The days are repetition but the fight is on the reputation ground,

It’s not a distress call, the ambiguity is for real now,

Forgive me for my sins, I’m not, I’m a hell bound,

Waking up everyday, I did serve my time in this fake lounge 🌎

I’m done with this world, come demon take my soul with you already now!
AM

The Impostor Syndrome

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So here I am again.. I heard many stories of life, observe many people try to imitate and many to resent, but what is the outcome is trying to perfect ourselves.. many of you think my life is perfect so NO, I am a mess sometime or sometimes I am just craving for cure but its not enough.

Joy is only the part of myself, I usually emulate someone or my own imagination to disguise myself in front of others. Yes I can imitate according to others expectations in my personality to show I am happy, I am doing this for a long time so I can say I am good in this and feel secured not to express my feelings so they cannot judge me, and that’s from what I am scared off.. I think its just because I don’t want to let somebody down and many people watching my steps so it makes me nervous and introvert and sometimes I just ask myself why I was born, whats the purpose of this life he gave me, If GOD is watching me and my misery because I let many peoples down in my life which I don’t want and I am just frustrated from me in many cases so why has he been waiting for something very bad would happen or just already pull me off, this world is not for me and I literally think I should not deserve this, so why all lies wondering in my head. If the universe plan to blemish my life in the end then what good will come from this ??

I am sorry if this is not a happy post but sometimes expressing feelings is the best remedy and this situation happens in many people’s life and they try to take control by some ways/means, but the thing I don’t understand is whats the purpose of all this, Is that the universe trying to examine us, if it is so at what level, is there really any hope, don’t we really have choices or we just already lost the war..!!

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