Thursday 29 October 2015

hi . .. . . . . .

This was a beginning of something great
I had lost in my hour of longing
I settled for second best
back then i told myself  i was not your type
rich guys was who you wanted

I become your best friend
to be you armor and savior
I could not lose you all together
all these passing by just being a friend
The deep down secret was sacrificial

When I find out you were expecting
Everything thing shattered inside me
Like a fountain without streams of water
I was a mute form that time

This is not a letter of regret
I felt like writing this in my own diary
like a movie scripts I find myself stuck
hopeful the one you have will embrace you

Share in your set back and success
that I no longer had the place in your heart
I seal this message with a joyful tear
Knowing that your new family is making you happy

All the wealthy I have it is for you
I have taken pleasure in being called your bodyguard
Those tiny moments has all accomplish my dream
you can have it all my lawyer will read the will
which gives you all that belonged in my empire

I am a fool who settled for being you best friend forever
Your spell worked wondrous in my aching heart
I choose to be you errant boy over everything
Since I don’t have much my heart has taken worst-
Pain which is incurable.

All that had taken place it was for a good reason



Monday 19 October 2015

. . . . . . . . . .travelers ...>>>.

The pain of greediness
The empty apartment
the fancy cars and two time friends
the money spender and stress free life



are these blessing or cursed
gorgeous woman every night
and empty vessel all alone
a champions lie and a deceitful mouth
all the luxury and wealth to spend

but alone with out friends or family
undercover master mind of seduction
journey of life is meaningless alone
those we find our self surrounded by them are the most
precious treasure that we found.

drinking daily in a fancy house
was the coldest moment of truth
what really does change a person?
money or cars?
woman or fame?

the honest truth is that we are consume with pride
nothing does change us
since we are our own worst enemies
we tend to forget who we are.
where do we originate from?

is it our parents or grandparents faults?
the answer is no
the did all that is necessary for us to progress
we enslave our self with wrong full desire
also we love those shameless and wrong friends
we are only just travelers passing by.

Thursday 15 October 2015

Let me be your personal clock

                      When I cannot sweep you of your feet
                      due to my physical appearance
                      my emotional and abundant love can suffice you
                      I look poor on the outside
                      I can give you riches that can sustain you eternity




                     I never meant to fall for you
                     was buried underneath your skin
                     show composure of beautiful things
                     i can make you smile and make you sorrows go away
                     shelter you from debts and give you prosperity
                     
                     clothes i have may be torn or dirty
                     i may have been sleeping on the streets and broke
                    you will never hear lies from my lips
                    every inch and outs of my body can deliver promises made
                    be you knight and shinning defender

                   these words you hear today can be turned into platinum
                   hopes and dreams are possible
                   i can help be be gorgeous more than swan in white
                   money will be a fountain you can lie on it
                   a chance to be your  own personal clock

                  even if Rome was not build on one day
                  i will make you own dreams come true in days
                 your troubles will be my burden to carry
                 your anguish will be my pleasure to bare
                 your laughter will be mt treasure to carry 
                 just for a single chance to be yours