Blisters scour the feet,
Walked barefoot so long!

In love with the journey all along,
Not one place wanting to belong!

Taking in the pain with gay abandon,
Spirits always at a unrelenting high!

I will survive,
I will survive,
Never bothered to check why!

Sins of my past... Won't let me move on!
But wear them here with a bagde of honor!
Vain I am in my own own failures,
Pitch drunk high for as long as I remember!

Why when will matter,
Little blisters will I?

They just adornments,
Of some great adventure!
As I move on to sin again,
Cos what's past

Carve out your own destiny,
They said!
But gave me a bag of clay!
How could I do anything,
When by their rules I was to play!

Change what you wish,
But keep everything the same!
Conditions such painfully untenable!
How can someone be so cruel,
And make us feel expendable! As I walked along,
This path you told me was life!
Stumbled I did sometimes,
Attempting some dignity in strife!

How can one try
Try to he sane!
When we have already been,
Told nothing in the end will remain!

And they say it's not the destination,
Its a journey to the far beyond

Through all the highs and lows,
Through all the moments past before!
No matter what as left as a aftertaste,
No matter what was useful and waste!
You stood by me,
You stood by me!
No matter how it all ended,
No matter what upheaval unintended! Through all the pains and sordid times,
No matter what got left behind!
You stood by me!
You stood by me!
When there was no other,
We counted on one another!
From moments of happiness and of joy!
You stood by me!
You stood by me!
Now at the precipice or change,
This feeling,

Have you a little time,
There's a old tale to repeat!
Of a little boy,
With great kings he set out to compete!
Little did he know,
How it'll end!
But he stuck to his values,
Only on them he would depend!

Brought into this world,
His origins to him were unknown! Taken out of a river,
In a flowery basket!
Truth hidden from him,
Though he never sought to ask it!

He had this divine earrings,
And armour made of gold!
Would protect him from everything,
Hot warm or cold!

Immense strength in his arm,
So well known for his fortitude!

He wasn't a emperor,
Who could afford a taj!
An unmarked grave,
Filled with roses,
Was how he let go,
His past!

Splinters of his cane,
They poked his skin!
As he tried to balance!
The pain he felt,
On a lost loved one,
He now felt so challenged! Those were the days,
He said to himself!
Oh those wonderful,
As they could be!
My love you shall,
Always remain,
In me and my memories!

Now he was,
Standing there!
His age too seemed now over!
Little left,
But to sigh in grief!
Gone now was his lover!

They had together,

Of a prince,
Today I tell a story!
Most in realm of mystery,
And some in foretold history!
Was he one born into royalty,
Al land with a king queen and their polity!
Growing in the lap of luxury
Not a sorrow did he know!
Getting more than what be wished for,
No wish ever came slow Spend he would all his time,
In silly games and pleasure!
For there were no limits,
There was no one to ever measure!
Little did he know of his reverence,
Thought all good things were a measure of his innocence!
Wouldn't he ever seen,
when he had gone too far!
No one to stop him

Lost is a community that splits,
Floats away like a deadwood in the sea adrift!
The demise hence becomes too swift,
No cause no effect, just to hate it shifts!
Keep thy daggers in your sheath,
Let peace a chance, let live, let breath,
We do not need a industry making wreath! Spread the message,
Words your own of mine!
It really doesn't matter,
They just words, and its fine!
Violence had never been a path,
To the divine!
Don't let in a corner,
The love be confine!
Spark a thought, lead it through,
Let it take shape, let it refine!

Listless as a bud may be
Trying to find its bloom

Takes a waft if a cool breeze
To wipe away it's gloom

May be we thread a difficult path
There be so many stone

May be the no end for the road
A place to call out home

I walk the path a thousand times
I run the path some time.. It's hard to see with eyes so closed
When u shall end the road..

The stones vanished, Some pain remained
Thinking what we lost and what we gained

The listless bud found it's strength
To bloom and glow and shine no end

Be life as horrid as painful it may
Doesnt end till...

A maladies of silence
Crept upon the dark night

A tragedy of darkness
Spread across where there was sight

There was no room for some bloom
For what was left only was some gloom

Hope there was none left
As slowly the helplessness crept

Would there be some hope in sight
.... Chances never looked so bright

Trying all that things we may
Fate had decided what hand it'd play

Like a storm that pierce the rock
Shattered it left as it ran amok

To lift the pieces of a broken past
Worried why them were never to last

Swept aside a lowly outcast
In doubt..

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