If Only..

If only I could disguise myself into everything the world wants me to be..
Not sure how wise it would seem....

Things have been pricking like spines
Its just love for which I pine
I could bear the pain for a time long when there were flowers blossoming along with the creepy thorns
but now I hate even being born...

Born in a world which doesnt let you live without conditions..
I understand that there are situations ....
but are they so grave , that we lose the sense of empathy and sensitivity?

We think we are right always but does that mean we prove everybody else wrong.....
If only for a day , we could think of everything with love ....i am sure that day there would be no pain coz of the thorns but only sweet fragrance of flowers...

Lonely Rhythm

Life seems to be flowing so tenderly,
whistling another tired song....
My heart still locked severly...
to some one with whom i always belong..
and beats a lonely rhythm all night long...

Realign all the stars above in the sky
to change my fate and turn into love..all that I hate...
To have some one and not be alone...

But it seems my story is nothin more than what you see
or what I have done or what I will become...
My world is all the tiny things that I have left behind...
still standing strong and wondering if i still belong to my own skin...

May I still be so bold and I stay
to have someone to hold and say
your are my own and show that there are no bitter dreams
and shudders my skin and tells me my world will be all the tiny things that have to come ....
but it appears my heart will still beat a lonely rhythm all the nights to come..........