They thought that wall is hard to break,
And all their might shall go to waste
As he never showed affection,
As if he never felt the pain
But deep down he knew the secrets;
That all of them had been hiding from themselves
He with his brilliant observations,
Deduced the most onerous cases
But when he met a man of pure heart
A man whom he called his partner, his right arm
He finally found his missing pieces
His life became much more than riddles and mazes
The man whom he called his best friend
Made him see the hero he was
And that's how their adventures begun
The stories of the two wisest men in London,will never end.

There are gloomy sunsets;
And sometimes even the moonlight is enough
A home far away from the place where I live
A scar from the past which I never had
"Maybe  I've  lived  through  this  feeling  bef­ore"
I say, as I try to find a way to escape the castle of my thoughts; a secret door
As much as I feel terrible;
As much as this life has become a riddle,
I wish I could do better to make everything okay
The masks behind which I used to hide, have become a reality today
Who I am now is not what I dreamt myself to be,
Or maybe I never knew what I really wanted to become
You know our lives are so preplexed,
It's difficult to guess, what comes next.

Crowd of people suffocates me,
Chokes my throat and I can't utter
All I see is smiling faces;
Laughters and echoes are all I hear
But they fail to see my existence,
As if I'm not present there
Nor can I make a sound,
Unable to be found
Trying so hard to over come this struggle;
I cry with silent tears

Blur images of the good old days,
Somewhere inside my head they play
My mind feeds on those memories to be happy,
As it all accompanies me on my way
The scent of those perfumes father used to bring for us,
And the sweet taste of chocolates on early mornings was a great joy
Good old friendship with pure intentions,
That's hard to be found today
I wish I could make it all happen again,
To bring those moments back how much do I've to pay?
That's not just what we call nostalgia
That's the thing about memories, that they always stay

On a long road that led to the past,
I kept walking until I fell apart
Regrets made me bury myself in the ground,
Each wrong deed of mine hurts like an open wound
Searched for the good deeds that I must have done,
So in the hell I wouldn't have to burn
Oh but my life said it's time to leave,
Death is waiting for us in the grave
Suddenly, I woke up from my dream,
Took a deep breath and saw the sun beams
A sign that I was still alive,
A sign that I could make things right

Little did I know that this winter is going to take away all the smiles
The brightest star wasted away before my eyes
At the end of this year, life made me realize
How fast the time actually flies
This miserable life of mine has always got worse
But I promise myself to keep my hopes high
In these cold gloomy nights as I sit in front of fire
I wait for bright summers to wave this sadness goodbye

Shout at me and I'll cry,
But soon this pain will die
Call me a disappointment and I wouldn't mind,
Add another regret to my life; I'll be thankful to you for being so kind
Spill out all your anger as I'm here,
These harsh words and this sharp tone, I can bear
Let me suffer from this disgrace alone
And let me question myself why I was even born?
As I sit in the dark to meet these thoughts
We share the misery that we both have brought

The fading memories are all I have,
Since when you left and didn't say goodbye
Those promises you made are all I have,
They taste like poison on which my heart sighs
That pain you gave is all I have,
How ruthless you've become;here your friend cries
These words which I write are all I have,
They make fun of it; still better than your lies
The broken trust is all I have,
In this mean world and these fake smiles.

Overwhelmed by thoughts I sit here alone,
Wish to be understood and to be understanding;but that time is gone
There should have been one more chance,
To make everything alright in a glance
Just like others I want to live a peaceful life,
And don't want be the one who's soul feels like killing itself with a knife
Why Should I do that injustice to myself?
And leave the ones who love, crying for help
But what will happen when they'll leave?
And I'll be left alone to bereave
This life has always been so cruel to us,
But I keep wondering how to break this curse.

You see me as a land of horror
A land of misery, a land of terror
But you should know I am much more than that
You should know that you're at error
The beauty of my mountains and
The vastness of my meadows
A perfect peace for those shattered
The bravery of my soldiers and the stories of my martyrs
A perfect example for those cowards
The hospitality of my people and the love for the visitors
A perfect happiness for those gathered
The four weathers and the mirth of seeing a clear night sky
A perfect trip for those who visit
There's much more but I have to end it here
I want you to come by yourself and discover!

When I'll finally leave this place,
And the life will continue to move on with the same pace
You'll always be in my memories,
You'll always be there to fill that space
I know  I'll be forgotten by you,
But I'll always remember this face
A part of my life and a fragment of my dream,
Your laughter will echo in my ears; and these memories will chase

Everybody has been hiding behind,
The walls they made to be just fine
In their eyes I see a world,
A secret to be told;a story of some kind
But once they speak out,
I can't explain how beautifully their eyes shine
Every night they sit to watch a shooting star and,
Everyone of them wishes,"I hope for a better future of mine"

Lucy turned into a wicked witch
Now she wears a black gown and holds a silver stick
Goodness wasn't working out well
So she closed her heart in a seashell
Threw it into a dark sea and made a wish silently
To be selfish and unkind and to stop feeling finally
But she wasn't like this before
World has done something to her for sure

In*  the  night  when  the  moon  arrives
The  sta­rs  welcome  the  queen
They  seem  so  happy 
 a­s  they  twinkle  and  pass  smiles
I  wish  I  ­could  join  their  celebrations   for  a  while
The  night  sky  looks  like  a  ­heavenly  city
In  the  saddest  nights  the  moon­  seems  divine
I  wish  and  I  only  wish
   ­when  the  earth  rejects  me
This  sky  would  s­olace  me
  and  tell  me  that  everything   is  *fine

Unheard songs are most beautiful
Unseen beauty is most attractive
Untold story is most interesting
Unshared sorrows are most painful
Let me ask if you would like to sing to me the sweet melody?
If you would like to let me see the fulgurant beauty?
If you would like to let me hear the unheard echoes?
If you would like to let me know the meaning of grief?
Let me in
Open the door
Don't be afraid
You'll feel better, for sure
Because  you  have  got  every  right   to  be  happy
Dear,  you  don't  need  to  be  ­depressed    *anymore.

In my childhood, you taught me
Not to shout and not to lie
But this is what you did
Can this act be justified?
I never said anything out of respect
But main reason is that I was horrified
If I do something wrong I will be punished
But if you do the same thing, is that fine?
Yelling at each other is all what you did
And expect me to forget about it and pretend that I don't mind?
You loved me one moment and disgraced me at another
And left me crying and thinking you are  unkind
This is the story of a child
Whose parents think as if their child is blind

Sometimes, life is all about regrets
Regrets about the hearts we break
Regrets about the risks we take
Regrets about the friends we make
Regrets about the words we say
Regrets about the path we choose
Regrets about the things we lose
Regrets about the secrets we share
Regrets about the secrets we hear
Regrets about the promises we make
Regrets about the decision we take
Yet,
no  regrets
Is all we say.

A cold heart was once the warmest
A  bitter tongue was once the sweetest
A devil was once an  angel
A cruel was once the kindest
And a villain was once a **hero

Some people are not poets
They are poetry themselves

Some people are not authors
They are books themselves

Some people are not singers
They are songs themselves

Some people are not beautiful
They are beauty themselves

Some people are not modest
They are modesty themselves

And

They all exist in this world
But they don't  recognize themselves

How inhumane is the human,
Angels must be laughing
The Globe is a mess,
For them it must be shocking

Every year the child celebrates Mother's  day ,
But the respect for her with every passing day is reducing
What a great love for mother this is, angels must be mocking

A law has been issued for everyone,
But I don't see anybody following
What's wrong with the human?
Angels must be talking

Let's**   escape   to   another  world
A  world   where  wishes  come  true
Take   my   hand  and  trust  me
Don't  be  afraid  my  dear
  I'll   be  with    you
he said to me and I was stupid enough
I held his hand and thought we were two
So if it  gets dark, I wouldn't be scared
As he with his colors will turn me blue
But on the way to our destination
He left my hand
He said that with me he could not stand
He left me alone right in the middle of forest
But for me it was just  a barren land

They say;
no  pain  no  gain
But I don't see any gain
I tried to find it
I thought it might be present in the courts
So I looked for justice
But couldn't find it
I thought it might be present in the
Hard work
So I looked for success
But couldn't find it either
So when I was tired,
I bowed down before my Lord
I asked if I haven't suffered enough pain?
Do I need to suffer again?
I cried,
Asked for help
Cried for peace
My Lord smiled at me and replied:
Dear  child  I  know  you  tried
and  now  you ­ are  tired
but  as  you  see  this  is  all  what  made you  close  to  me
this  is  the   gain
and  that's  why  all  of  this  had  to  ­be
And now I know  as I have untangled this  cord
Your life is the story about you and your Lord