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.

Dancing in the Moonlight

May be I don’t know, maybe I get old,

Decisions were made when we stop to draw,

Life is like a pieces of broken tear of hope,

Sometimes you full of joy, sometimes you get so low,

Nothing really matters when the bud started to grow,

The wind tries him to blow, the sun tries him to glow,

He faces every season no matter how dark and so cold,

He fears the pain so hoe, sometimes he looks with Moe,

The feelings were so real, he waited the rain to fall,

He looked him in the tear, he smiled with falling drop,

He tries to get some cheer in the bleakly night of wrong,

The water gets so high, the mud started to slide,

He looked in every story to save him from that pine,

He grooming like a dime, inside of lonely mind,

The heart started to blind in the lights of gazing eyes,

The future in the shadows coming from blur to life,

Entering slowly into time, the time which hides the treasure of good laughs and sorrows reside,

We don’t know how to find, we don’t know how to bribe,

Just wait for the happy ending to find us so suffice,

The new year will arrive, the waves will break the tide,

The vows will again get better and exchange in the light of shrine,

The hope of getting stronger in the heart will again rise,

Never loose the rope of broken splices of hope,

Which leads you to the bigger and wiser end of the knot,

We find hope from the ashes and save it in twilight,

Dancing in the moonlight and spread love that all we have,

We come to see the fate from which all of it left,

We wish to get the offerings, what decisions were already made,

Happy new year and happy new life, old days will never forget.

AM

 

 

 

The Last Letter

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Hi Zippi call me whatever you like,

I am getting old but you have whole world alive,

Its been months to see you but I hope you same as I,

Time moving fast but you never leave my mind,

We had a great time together, now I wonder why?

Our first dance together, i can still remember that time,

You held my hands so softly, sometimes I drop the wine,

Smell of yours got in me, from the day I breath you first time,

We were so happy young, once we spend a whole week lying,

Sometimes I laugh but that thought makes me crying,

How stupid I was then but you never complain your whole life,

It makes me sad how you went far from my life,

And I never make a move and say sorry, I was disguised,

It takes me so long to understand now, I realize,

I know I don’t deserve you but I regret that all time,

Every morning I hope you here and Every morning my heart lied,

I would if I could Take it back but the clock never ticks back time,

The past is all I had and those memories in present lye’s,

Sometimes I believe we were together whether you no longer my bride,

I miss you so badly but I can’t do anything tonight,

As I am dying oldly and getting out of your life,

I am sitting on the chair thinking that how we make love in valentines,

I am into you thoroughly and hope you forgive me one last time,

I love to spend last moments thinking about you as my wife,

And love to hear the music in which we usually hymn,

If we were young again, I never leave your side,

I treat you as my angel in better or worse, you are mine,

You far from me tonight but still pounding in my heart cry,

I know you miss me too but never as missed as I am,

visit me to my grave, I desire when you come across your rage,

No matter what it takes, I will be waiting for you there,

Farewell and Goodbye my love, I think last moments of mine came,

I am little scared to die but I hope we will meet in paradise,

Now at last I leave you with this letter tonight, with all the feelings inside,

Which I kept from you those years because I never find the words suffice,

Don’t forget to smile and have a good life,

And everythings will get alright, your’s Jessie, GOODBYE.

AM

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