Being Useless

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I prefer being useless
I demand explanation
I am traveling far
I am skipping this situation
I fight with stones
The mountain turns deep
I have often felt
A lonely shallow creeps
Walking a while
I built a trend of vicious sand
The wind doesn’t whisper
The trees don’t laugh
Am i still the one
Speaking enough
Or just being useless helps
Whatever is the case
People save their face
The awkwardness of lies
The eyes that makes it Justify
The arms makes promises to keep
The hands walk miles away in sleep
The comfort of skin turn pale
Whenever I hear your name
The faking togetherness
Immersed in the sea of tears
I am a pelting stone
Shining in the same sand
Which every night
Slowly, Takes my dream away
Slowly, Takes my dream away
I still walk, why?
I have still moments to see
I should live life as should a girl
A doll less bitter, much better
My eyes see everything
The insults aren’t new to our kind
Definitely not worth the hype
Moments taken to write
What I have done so far?
Why is justice never served?
Another melodrama
From my chapter of life
None to be bothered
None to feel
My heart longs for the melody
Coming true someway
Walking towards me
The snow in my hands
Feels so soft
The coldness shiver inside
I am still dancing the same
I am not complaining
I would never guess
Being useless usually helps

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The second time

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The second time
Life has offered betrayal
Those shining glitters
The offbeat love songs
Planning of becoming beautiful
The very touches of moments
I smell the upraised
Done very well
Again betrayed
The second time

Fire inside me
The cries of the anger
The hatred isn’t enough
The leave won’t satisfy
I want more than something
The very return to your gift
Outdone the classy self
Beautiful love of destiny
Done very well
Again betrayed
The second time

Wishes are less
I see in the sky
My very moon
Has last somewhere
The replacement is done
I love you left
Leaving my hands
Chosen the better future
Left the darkness in here
I have sent it back
Done very well
Again betrayed
The second time

Here I leave
For all the better things to come
May I try something more
I will walk in carpets of diamonds
Feeling new love
Nothing I forget too old
The second time
I hope to remember for lifetime
Teaching me a lesson
How to survive in demons
Have a happy hell

Done very well
Again betrayed
The second time

Time

time

Times to end
Times to fly
Time may be the clue
To the things that are due

Fifty things, one second
Solitary life, two to survive
Many gambles on door
One opportunity to adore
Or if a wing passes by
Heard my cries out of blue
One two three ticks to go
Times to end
Times to fly
Time may be the clue
To the things that are due

Second life on run
Revenge on knife
Aspiration of blocks
Guarantee sucks it up
Falling from the sky
Lands up on the rock
One past to try
Entirely lost to being
Times to end
Times to fly
Time may be the clue
To the things that are due

If to get something back
I take a turn on tick
One two three to go
Being to be the lissom wick
To stop everything on time
I need numbers from one to nine
& to have a chance being mine
I need another life in line
But when I ran to see
My dream tends to tell me
Times to end
Times to fly
Time may be the clue
To the things that are due

If there is one more sec
I may stand on my feet
To make every wrong count
And to correct every bit
If I may I, would try to perceive
Getting to home was never easy
But I live it up and choose to lit
How much pieces left now fit

Times to end
Times to fly
Time may be the clue
To the things that are due