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Chetan
Chetan
I'm just me and maybe a drop in sea of everything you assume a person to be!
The prettiest game That world has played Is none the big Just life if you dig How long it's been How long will it be That's all a mystery That's all a myth You win in it Happier you become You loose in it The smarter you become It's a game of chances Yet chance is one You either win or loose But learn is for sure It's not what you think It's more that you know That's why it's the game The game of chances It's a game of priorities They can be many but one The one to achieve To make you happy But everything is not free It has a cost You have to pay Then you cook and roast When done you smell You feel and hear The more well it's done More delicious it is But is the cost paid Not yet i should say There's still something left That something is sacrifice Sacrifice all the things For one to be the one For which you leave all The one which gives you all That one may be hard That one may be impossible Yet the one is the shot You wanna take with just one dot You don't know the energy That one for you with When you achieve the one goal The one you were looking for But at last it doesn't count Which priority you choose You win or loose But just to live And how long with that priority You happily lived...
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC
Game of life...
I say it now Maybe i won't again A tale of love Where love has no name I was just a boy And i was just a starter I started my life With just a name I was called chetan I had no game I sat and watched Watching gave me fame I was quite as sun I watched people play Some liked me and some say Btw who i was to judge their way? I learned somethings Somethings that i say Live life until love is found And love will give you days It's not the thing That i have to say There's still something That has no tail She was lucky I was not People knew her well But me they mentioned not I remember i was standing She was nearby When i was singing And only you listening Some stories have songs Some stories have a sound Mine was as rhythmic as a riddle But was as quiet as Chaplin I don't know if we were us Or was it just me She never said And i never asked But story went on She noticed me for long Or was it my thinking I would never know But yes it was something I was thinking about her And then the story goes Where it should not I waited for her Maybe she didn't know Because she left forever And i waited for a no No as a sentence No as a word No to define the situations Between me and her But does it really matter Does it really mean She was the lovely novel I could never read My eyes look for her My eyes look for hope That guided the world to glory That guided the world on roads I know the feeling inside I trust it will mean a lot I know it's a liability That makes me strong There's a difference That will always be You would be the lovely queen I would be the unknown me But i would sing this song For us to be we...
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 9:20 AM UTC
For us to be we...
I say it now Maybe i won't again A tale of love Where love has no name I was just a boy And i was just a starter I started my life With just a name I was called chetan I had no game I sat and watched Watching gave me fame I was quite as sun I watched people play Some liked me and some say Btw who i was to judge their way? I learned somethings Somethings that i say Live life until love is found And love will give you days It's not the thing That i have to say There's still something That has no tail She was lucky I was not People knew her well But me they mentioned not I remember i was standing She was nearby When i was singing And only you listening Some stories have songs Some stories have a sound Mine was as rhythmic as a riddle But was as quiet as Chaplin I don't know if we were us Or was it just me She never said And i never asked But story went on She noticed me for long Or was it my thinking I would never know But yes it was something I was thinking about her And then the story goes Where it should not I waited for her Maybe she didn't know Because she left forever And i waited for a no No as a sentence No as a word No to define the situations Between me and her But does it really matter Does it really mean She was the lovely novel I could never read My eyes look for her My eyes look for hope That guided the world to glory That guided the world on roads I know the feeling inside I trust it will mean a lot I know it's a liability That makes me strong There's a difference That will always be You would be the lovely queen I would be the unknown me But i would sing this song For us to be we...
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We are strangers In world of dangers One thing to search Just another stranger Life is hard I got on start But where the sky I see all dark Light is bright That is heard Where the spot And how far? Things that told Humanity in human What is here Is the selfish Ages know Stranger as trader They give some To get some Ask me man If fair it is For secrets I give I find loneliness People so smart Tell time heals pain Again the trade Not aid for pain Trade as here Simple no fear Power to bear But not to clear Pain to gain Isn't that great? Responsibility with power? I see empty tower Where are we You just think Can you feel Without a blink World now changed **** for pleasure Feeling or promise Anything you wish What I search Is just my stranger To light my sky With love not cry Meet me where My world tends to die..... Lost in sand Take my hand...
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
Lost in sand...
Life is slow Life is fast With her inside I stand here to fight She is soft She is hard Like a coin flipping She changes the side She is best She is rest Eyes full of love Are always mine She is mine She is not Is the thought Everyday I thought She is day She is night What I am now Is what you see She is love She is hate Whatever it was I took her on date It was hot It was cold These were nothing just her and my thoughts Love is light Love is dark The only cause Of every fight Sometimes I think Sometimes I do What’s the reality It’s always slow It is to flow It is to stand Whatever it is It’s not in hand It is a fashion It is the way To follow till end Is not easyas to say You read this You read that Reading this all Gonna make you fat You’re fast You’re slow What you think Isn’t the scene She is the path She is the destiny Now my friend You’re my family Love me and hold me till I die Everyday tell me that you don’t lie….
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
What is love? A part of life?