A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. ~Robert Frost
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Three of a kind.. No 3
Could I be at the top? Can I get there?
Can I make a difference, make a mark someday?
Do I ever get to live my life, my way?
So many questions in my mind
How many answers will I find.
Do I have what it takes towards the limelight
The talent that gets me into sight
I wanna be something, I want to excel
But do I have it in me, I just cant tell
People say I know better than to go
Risking what I have for something unknown
Maybe I should take my dreams to my grave
But I don't wanna give up, I wanna be brave
In this world where reality bites
I'll only end up with nothing in sight
I really wanna be there but I know I'm no good
I dont stand a chance where others could
I'll be the laughing stock and people will tease
when I go up there and stay still, i'll freeze
Will I ever build castles? Maybe in the air
Will I get to the top? Or never get there?
All I know is I can't make the difference if I just do
Whatever other people want me to.
Three of a kind.. no.2
Learn to be happy, accept it as it is
They say you'll never find joy if you are this way
You need to be like everyone every single day
I keep tying down my thoughts
I throw it out of the door
This way I'd never know
Of what I'm worth and much more
I cannot break the rules, I can't even try
People around me talk and all they do is lie
They say you gotta be normal, be like everyone else
And I keep listening to them, trying to make sense
I wanna break out, I wanna break free
Someone get me out of this monotony
I can't breathe, I need some air
I own my life, it's my own share
No one can tell me what to do
I know how to be happy and I'll do it too!
If I go their way, I may be happy alright
But not the kind joy that i would've liked
So let me do it my way, I think i'll be fine
I'll fall and get hurt, but I'll learn with time
I can handle my pain, I need no pity
I'll pull out of it myself with all dignity
I will break the rules, I will definitely try
People can talk, they always lie
I don't wanna be normal, like everyone else
I wanna live my life, my way, for myself.
Three of a kind....no. 1
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I'd like to fly....
I'd like to fly like the birds
Life..
When...
DARK SIDE OF THE MOON
On this side of the moon
In the dark side of the moon
We’re with each other hand in hand
In the dark side of the moon
We’re talking heart to heart
On the bright side
We’re miles away in distance
In this side of the moon
Ignorant of each others existence
In the dark side of the moon
In two bodies one soul dwells
In the dark side of the moon
We’re as fallen as love ever fell
On the bright side
We’re oblivious to each other
In this side of the moon
We’re searching for that perfect other
In the dark side of the moon
I know for certain and so do you
In the dark side of the moon
I want to and you want to, too
On the bright side
It’s just another day
In this side of the moon
Nothing is certain and here to stay
In the dark side of the moon
We can be what we want to be
In the dark side of the moon
No one knows and no one sees
Can you see us on the other side?
The dark side of the moon
Where we’re one and the world another
With only each other, we’re marooned
In this side of the the moon lies reality
In the bright side lies our fate
We were never together nor with each other
Not even after a long wait
Now I realize slowly
That together we were never true
I shed a tear of sorrow,
You were all I ever knew!
On the bright side of the moon, I sit
And pray with all my soul
Hand in hand we will walk one day
To the dark side of the moon.