A million people back to back
They wear white,i'm in black
They walk through life at a rapid pace
I sit in the aisle and watch the rat race
I call out to them,as they walk by
I'm invisible to them,nobody hears me cry
Laughter and joy echo all around
Burryin me further into the ground
I'm standing still with nowhere to go
Alone in the crowd,no friend nor foe
I'm standin still,emotions astray
Growin more morose,day after day
Why dont they hear me?
Why cant they see?
All that they've done to me..
Why dont they know?
Where do i go?
If i ever need company..
28th August '07
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Success
I always wondered what success meant
Is it good,bad,or evil enough to repent?
Is success about money,name or fame?
Or about winning lifes'survival game
After severe drought,a heavy rain
Is the water really a success,a gain?
What if then it pours and pours in excess?
Then will the floods truly be a success?
Look back into your family tree
How many generations do you see?
And how many of those people can you talk about?
Grandparents,their parents,a hundred not out
Isnt it surprising how little we know?
Of the people to whom our lives we owe
And about the people from whom we have evolved
They are mysteries that have never been solved
Now look into the future,what do u see?
Wat will life be like in the next century?
Will our descenders even know about us?
Will we ever be a topic that they will discuss?
Four generations later if they remember you
If the path you are leadin is the one they lead too
If the seeds you sow now,will then be fruitful
That is when you'll be truly successful
27th August '07
Is it good,bad,or evil enough to repent?
Is success about money,name or fame?
Or about winning lifes'survival game
After severe drought,a heavy rain
Is the water really a success,a gain?
What if then it pours and pours in excess?
Then will the floods truly be a success?
Look back into your family tree
How many generations do you see?
And how many of those people can you talk about?
Grandparents,their parents,a hundred not out
Isnt it surprising how little we know?
Of the people to whom our lives we owe
And about the people from whom we have evolved
They are mysteries that have never been solved
Now look into the future,what do u see?
Wat will life be like in the next century?
Will our descenders even know about us?
Will we ever be a topic that they will discuss?
Four generations later if they remember you
If the path you are leadin is the one they lead too
If the seeds you sow now,will then be fruitful
That is when you'll be truly successful
27th August '07
Monday, August 27, 2007
The Dark Side
As the day comes to an end
And darkness falls upon the sky
As flowers tuck in,chirps die out
And everything seems to die
From dawn to light to dusk to dark
It gradually passes by
As everyday draws in an end
I cant help wonder why
It already seems to be ending
Even though it has just begun
Darkness is all that rules my life
And yet i dont crave for the sun
Its just so lifeless,empty,hollow
Every little sound echoes
Every reason for happiness seems to be dying
And i just bid it goodbye as it goes
26th August '07
And darkness falls upon the sky
As flowers tuck in,chirps die out
And everything seems to die
From dawn to light to dusk to dark
It gradually passes by
As everyday draws in an end
I cant help wonder why
It already seems to be ending
Even though it has just begun
Darkness is all that rules my life
And yet i dont crave for the sun
Its just so lifeless,empty,hollow
Every little sound echoes
Every reason for happiness seems to be dying
And i just bid it goodbye as it goes
26th August '07
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