It's a good thing I guess
Now you can focus on yourself
You probably deserve to be treated better
You guys weren't meant to be together
That's what I hear when they notice the sad gloomy face I wear.
I guess a heartbreak gives you a certain kind of look. Your face is colored by pain and regrets, regardless of how hard you try to hide it. People would still notice. But why wouldn't they?
When your happiness is gone. The real reason for why your face is always lit. A message from that special person sends your heart beating twice as fast. It's that adrenaline rush you get from getting to see their glorious smile outshining the sun on the brightest of days. The warmth feel of their hands wrapped around you in a hug, that feeling of knowing there's nowhere else you'd rather be than with them at that present moment. But when all of this is gone, there would be a new tone to your face, a new look….that makes people know something is right.
I wear a smile to disguise my look, I smile as often as I can. I tend to push thoughts of you out of my mind knowingly. It's the only thing I can do if I'm to wear my new look without people knowing what's up. I miss you a whole lot. But now it wouldn't show on my face anymore. And if I'm to meet you again?...you would be greeted with my new look and I'll hope you like it.

The truth still remains,
All sins are all the same
Be it one that brought you gain
Or one that brought you fame

We all walk our different lane
And in the end bear only our father's name
The truth might drive you insane
Or even bring unwanted blames
The truth might bring immense pain
But then it would never make you maim

Instead it strengthens you
Makes you feel free and truly true
You conquer your struggles and other obstacles you might go through
You stand a wise man and not the fool
And when you stay true
You aren't making decisions for one, but for two
One is yourself, the other is for the rest of the few
The rest of the few who wants to feel new

So don't think twice, don't think it through
All you just gotta do is think TRUE

I'd write you letters,
But you won't write back,
I'd send you flowers,
But you don't fancy that,
I'd beg you to come over,
We both fancy that.

You'd push me over,
But I don't push back,
You've got many lovers,
And I don't fancy that,
I had only one lover,
But she didn't want me back,
And whenever you come over,
It gets more fancier.

People who have made their money, tie those who haven't made their money down by 'how' they made their money. Now to be frank, I think they have no choice but to be tied down, however, they can choose how strong the knot would and should be....and hence get a chance to make their money, in order to tie others down. It's a never ending cycle :)

I was your real FIRST love
And you were my first REAL love...
             There's a difference between those

I make so many new beginnings,
I doubt there'd ever be an end.

My life’s script keeps changing,
‘Guess the writer is getting over his head.

My new beginnings don't come with the seasons, They are conceived as soon as they wish, and I am convinced as soon as they reach.

I make so many new beginnings,
I don't know where the old ones went.

And once I'm off track on my new path,
I just switch lanes and draft up a new chart.

I saw her first under the sunlight rays
Her beautiful face, sparkling like a silver plate
On my bed I counted for days
Sometimes daydream and fall asleep late
Crucify me, for her sins I will pay
Oh!, what has befallen me, an ill luck fate??
She stole my heart, and for that I won't cease
To stop calling her the queen of thieves

You were giving me up,
While I was giving you love.
You tore mine apart,
While I gave you my whole heart.
Now I'm left with the pieces,
Rearranging the words I'm using,
Hoping it passes a clear message,
That you aren't the one I'm missing, and I'm not the only one that feels this ended too soon, but I'd hold my peace and not talk about this- anymore.

On nights like this,
My baby is finger-licking delicious.
She makes my fingers fill with honey, sweet honey, wet honey, as she **** for me.
Don't take a peek into her honey ***,
It's fiery red inside.
It's bakery hot inside.
On nights like this,
My baby is blazing red fire,
And I'm glistening dark skin bathed in our sweat,
My hands call for her body as they glue onto her skin, her being calls for an ****** and now she's holding on tight to the bed sheets.
The bed sheets, soaked bed sheets, I lay a peck on my baby's *******, so ****, so tempting, I slowly commence the “prone bone”.
On nights like this,
My baby is jaw dropping gorgeous whenever she's on her kneels.
I grunt and I puff, but my baby is a musical genius. And If I were to be serious,
On nights like this,
My baby is the only one I'd be with.

Right here,
Right now,
With you.

There's nowhere else,
I'd rather be.

Sing a song
For our heroes past
Our wars they fought for long
Our cries fuelled their thirst
Oh young lads, mourn and beat the gong
For death came for them all at last

Sing a song
For our ***** friends
Our pains they felt
Broken hearts they mend
And with their radiant smile
For us they could walk a thousand mile

Sing a song
For our daring mothers
Nine months they strived
Death, they might have bribed
Watching us crawl brought tears to their eyes
And their only goal, is to watch us rise

Sing a song
For our now leaders
Promises they made before gotten desires
Our sweats for cars, villas, and empires
Oh ye children are the leaders of tomorrow
But still, we are inflicted with pains and sorrows
Greed comes with a blind fold, disguising who to follow
But let's just keep calm, and hope for a better tomorrow

For the one that is to come,
Please stay.
I can be a very hard person to love, I know.
But my darling hey,
You would be the only one I'd cherish
My eyes would only have sights for you
My hands would only hold your heart in them
My mouth would speak only of your love
For the one that is to come,
Please stay.
I can be very annoying sometimes, I know.
But my darling hey,
I'd always apologize for my flaws
I'd love you till kingdom comes
And even though love is never always enough,
We would always be enough for each other.
For the one that is to come,
Please stay.

Hot knife through butter
That is how easy it is to hurt
Hot knife dipped inside cold water
Relief, but scars remains from the cut.
These wounds heal and pain subsides
But you can't ignore the damage that has been done inside
A heart bleeds and a mind mourns
The death of love, never to be seen and long gone

A lonely night with no stars in the sky
I lay upright on my bed with a smile
I finally did it, took the first step of a mile
Now the journey ahead is nothing short of a trial
Goodnight my love,... its time for me to rest

A lonely land with no soul in place
I would wander until I get to base
My suicide note lies under the vase
With nothing more than a pleading case
Three slashes on my wrist, made me go with ease
And my last thoughts, were of the daughters of eve
Heartbreak causes an eminent goodbye
For now, my lots would do nothing but cry
"To the great beyond" I said "in luxury style"
Goodbye my love,... its time for me to die

Give me that ****** healing,
The type that takes me to the ceiling,
The type that leaves me hot and chilling,
The type that makes me want this feeling.

Give me that ****** healing,
Early in the morning, noon or evening,
Your *** leaves me with a tingling,
It's sweeter than any spice or seasoning.

I’d give you that ****** healing,
I'll make you want more when you see me
I'd **** your brains out like I mean it.
The end of this would be the beginning.

I'd e'er wait for eternal rest,
Wearing my possible best,
Not knowing whether-
I've failed or passed the eternal-
Test.
                                      
Or maybe it's all an eternal jest
But who gets the last laugh?    
It's whose god, Me or him, I guess?

And if happiness is free,
Then freedom is a currency I can't currently afford.

Self righteousness would be the doom of us all,
We are quick to judge without proper explanation given to us. If it looks bad then it is bad, and if it looks good then it is good. No grey lines. Just black and white.
In trying to protect ourselves we hurt others,
Some would call it the casualty of war.
Our story defines complications.
Your sin is permissible because it is your sin,
Mine is not because it isn't yours,
So you'd stare and gnarl at me,
And commence to throw that sin on me.
It is your way not the highway,
Your view has to be the last say,
Because you view yourself to be a better saint.

I'm a father of three
A girl and two boys
My wife left me
For a much younger boy
She said he's got stunning abs
I really do hope he knows she's got *****,
Down underneath.

I'm a father of three
Two boys and a girl
And my wife cheats on me
With a boy named Emmanuel
He loves to play with her toys
And she ‘comes’ with immense joy

I'm a father of three
And my wife cheated on me
She won full custody
After she ****** my attorney.
I'm a father of three
And none of my children lives with me.

It's on nights like this I miss you,
Fingers glued to the phone, waiting to text you,
You are on my contact list, but there's an issue,
We don't talk anymore, so there's no way to get through,

It's on a night like this I kissed you.

We don't talk anymore, so I can't get through,
You are on my contact list, but we've got issues,
Fingers glued to the phone, hoping to text you,
That it's on nights like this I hopelessly miss you.

What is this blinding light?
What is the meaning of life?
If I was born to survive in a world that eventually succumbs to death.

Who was asked to be created?
I wouldn't mind to be sedated.
To sleep through all this and wake up to be greeted with a happy belated, and they tell me I made it past Armageddon and the world is never ending, it actually just begun.

And If I were to be honest,
I'd say I do miss you,
The times we spent together,
and the memories we shared.
It's actually crazy now, Thinking about it,
How I never had a picture of us, I was always the one who'd shy away from the camera, and instead take pictures of you.
You always looked so calm yet distant.
Maybe locked away in the universe of books you've read stored in your head.
But I was glad you were with me. Regardless of how distant we were from the outside world. We were alone together.
That was all I ever wanted. That is all I…
No.
And if i am to be honest,
A year isn't enough to get over you.
That doesn't mean I'd come crawling back to you. We crossed that bridge and burnt it.
But I keep searching for you in other women, Hoping to see a glimpse of you.
No matter how little.
But I guess it's what makes you different,
Because you were different from the rest.
Left to me, you were the best.

I keep on dying,
Because I love to live,
Sometimes it's hard to keep on trying,
When there's nothing left to give.

But I keep on dying,
Because I long to live-
A fruitful life, filled with joy and wealth,
A happy life void of pain nor death,
And I keep on trying,
Despite how it may not seem.

And one day, I'd be the one dying,
After a fruitful life that I've lived.

I hope you find love at the end of the day,
I hope the love you find decides to stay,
I hope the love you find gets found today,
I hope the love you find blows you away,
I hope the love you find is like the one you make.