A Mission Impossible of tearing up this slight moment of,
Happiness when the people herein keep on smiling while i bleed,
A new found pain it is which makes me feel hollow, Wish this life,
was a little less ruthless on the personal fronts when the friends were here,
A lonely kid now learns to play with time, A totally grown up succumbs to his fate,
This is the life i had been avoiding for, Running for papers wasn't my choice, Its a,
Activity, Forceful Activity, Against the gravity,Against the sensitivity, For a calamity...
Running away is not a choice, Its a Fear of losing you while i traverse in a medium of infinity,
Faced with an apologetic disaster, Its a process of falling down with time, before the sun sets,
& you realize how the time flies before you even close that one last chapter of your life,
Memories are what we carry forward, Dusts & moments are what we left behind,
A sublimated situation of timely disaster follows the ones who have fought from begining,
Giving Away those things is not a choice to be followed, A forceful act it is to be deprived upon,
Wasted, Suffocated, Defeated on a dreadful choice of freedom of my own desires,
These are the consequences of a lost man in the transition from actuality to reality...
Faded are those memories which are left behind for a crimson cry, A fanatic outrage cries my heart,
This is the end of the blasphemy when I surrender before you, Galloping, Swapping, in the,
Forests of the desolated souls, Now, i see you falling down, Yes We are falling, Together we dwell,
Together we crawl & now its a peaceful day when i let my head rest in your hands & its time when together,
We rest apart, May be this is how it ends, the story of a new chapter begins when you set me free for free life!!!
