No one has ever been by my side!
No one has seen the misery reside
No one gave me the love that I desired!
No one valued my internal care and suicide.
And now there are pieces shining so high
Crying and scattering for liberation by night.
There are a few pieces of me,
That the universe has absorbed,
There are a few pieces of me,
That has turned into a blackhole.The fire and the sun have a collision tight,
To produce the heat of jealousy to rise
The pieces get absorbed in the dusk of sigh!
Pieces of filth, pieces of fame
Pieces of jolt, pieces of shame
Pieces of life that contrast
Pieces of crib that utter sarcast.
The moon covers the fiery sun
causing an eclipse of emotions,
Which agonize.
And the pieces still tend to lose their might.
These pieces slowly fade to the respite
Leaving me hurt and bruised inside.
A few of them make me feel the dearth
Ferociously eat me up to be disturbed.
There are pieces of me that are scattered apart.
On the road that leads to…
My death so far.
Do me a favor, before I disappear
Walk with me far and high, with a smile
Hold me for warmth, absorb my mistake
Unclear the obscure, heal the pain
Preserve my identity, infect the fake
Come collect these pieces of me.....
Which agonize.
And the pieces still tend to lose their might.
These pieces slowly fade to the respite
Leaving me hurt and bruised inside.
A few of them make me feel the dearth
Ferociously eat me up to be disturbed.
There are pieces of me that are scattered apart.
On the road that leads to…
My death so far.
Do me a favor, before I disappear
Walk with me far and high, with a smile
Hold me for warmth, absorb my mistake
Unclear the obscure, heal the pain
Preserve my identity, infect the fake
Come collect these pieces of me.....
-editted by ashwin sharma. thanks bud! :)
