I saw the people standing around me and I heard the angry cries. I felt the cold rain falling down onto my face. I could barley stand because my legs were so weak. I had been beaten beyond any mans ability to stand. The screams and howls could not be distinguished. I only knew that I was at my end. A solider brought me forward then another man stood beside me. I saw the fear that he had. The crowd cheered for him and booed at me. I knew that my fate was sealed. I tried to scream as the put the thorns on my head and the blood ran down my face. I heard the taunts and felt the weight of the beam that I carried as I stumbled along. As I approached a lonely and barren hill, the screaming crowds seem to be filled with laughter. I looked through blood filled eyes and I could see ghostly images jeering at me. I felt the weight of the crossed beams becoming more than I could bear, then another person stood along beside me. He picked up the weight of my load and helped me along, until they laid me down on the cross. I felt each nail as it was driven through my hands and then I looked up at the heavens and tried to scream out why. As I was lifted into the air I felt the full weight of the guilt and shame that was all around me. I tried to free myself, but it was to little avail. I cried out but no one would hear me. Then in the distance I saw someone drawing near, a figure dressed all in white. As he came to me, I felt the pain being lifted and I swapped places with this man. Then I was standing at a distance and I saw him clear as day, he was on the cross where I had been. I then shot straight up out of my sleep and realized that I had seen what they had done to him. I fell to my knees with my heart breaking into a thousand pieces, I cried until the breaking of the dawn. Then when sleep again finally found me, the man met me in a distant and beautiful garden. I fell at his feet and asked why did this happen. He picked me up and simply said to me. You was what you should receive, but what I took on for you. I have forgiven all of your sins and now your free. I awoke with a new understanding of what should happen, the day I was crucified on that tree.

So many people around her, So many souls surround her But she stands alone in the darkness, frightened.
There she is screaming for help,
So many people there but none listen.
She knocks on all the familiar doors,
she seeks for help from every person, but no one listens.
Panic takes over her body, Each and every minute in this darkness frightens her more and more.
How lonely she is in this cruel world she realises, No one stands there when you are alone.
Promises are meant to be broken was fictional to her, But the reality; Broke her.
She witness each and every color of life in this darkness. Black just shows the sad truth behind every "happy shade" she realises.
No one stands with you in your bad times,
There is no one who holds your hand and take you out off all bad.
Its just you holding yourself ,so you don't break apart.
Its just you alone who could help yourself in the end, Because Forever is a myth.

With her aims big and hopes high, She watched all dreams with open eyes.

Her life has always been a miserable one, But her dedication made her a strong woman.
By overcoming all the hurdles and all the toil,She made her way to the heights.
With her Aims big and Hopes high, She watched dreams with open eyes.

Her life was dark, Dull and a despondent, But she made it bright like Summer's sky.
Suffered all the hurricanes of the life, But eventually got beautiful rain as her prize.
With her Aims big and Hopes high, She watched dreams with open eyes.

All those Agonize days and sleepless nights, made her strong Instead of Breaking Her psyche.
With her Aims big and Hopes high, She watched dreams with open eyes.

He comes knocking your door
Buys things you need no more
Weighs and pays for discarded load
Then goes off to another road.

For your pound he pays pence
Makes it seem in perfect sense
The deal is only if you're willing
To barter the old for new shilling.

You feel he adds some happiness
Clears the dirt creates the space
Your home was long a messy lot
With no place for new things brought.

Not all old things are like that dirt
A few are ever new are your part
He never asks them to be sold
Knowing you wouldn't for price of gold.

Few years later everything will be changed, When everything that is bothering you now will just become a faded memory.
Few years later when the person bothering you now, wont be a problem anymore. When you will not even remember the pain you went through. When every word that broke you now will be the reason behind your success.
Few years later you wont even remember why you cried today. You wont remember any of the tear that you shed.
Few years down the road people who are judging you now will be loving you and their opinions will not even matter to you.
Few years down the road nothing of this will matter. Whatever happening to you now will not bother you anymore. Things wont affect you anymore After few years, Then why to let them affect you now?

Laying In the bed staring at the ceiling fan, Infinite of thoughts cross my mind thinking what will my future be like?
Will it be like I always imagined or will it be like a ominous hell.
I was wondering and wondering, was lost in my own thoughts. I was hypnotised by the rotating blades and went to my own space. The place i where i love to be, The place where i find peace. Its my fanciful place, Its  my nirvana.
Its a place where i feel, free like wind, Beautiful like ballet, Soothing like lake, A bird freed from cage. place where there are no worries of my pietism life. A place where there are no more fetters, no more objections. A place where i can roar a place where i can scream. The place where i interrogate my inner self, Place which tells me the motive of my life.
Its like a garden in spring, Full of colours and joy. Its like blissful rain in summers, Making my mind fresh and alive.
No matter how painful life is, this place is my tome of panacea.
Its far away from the practicality of life, Its far away from the Judgemental Philosophy of the world.
Its my happy place, Its my pure place.  
With a blink of the eye my dream world is lost, Within a second the purity that place brought within me is bygone. All the beauty is just lost within a second, All my dreams are shattered within a moment.
I can again see that pale ceiling fan rotating, I can again see its blades making efforts to rotate. The calm mind of mine is lost somewhere again. And here i am laying on my bed, with numerous depressing thoughts again.
That place is a magic, That place is my pixie dust. That place is my dream which i will achieve. That place is My world.

Who am i to take this right,
Shoot an arrow in your heart and make you mine?
Who am i to take your heart, Make things better like they have never fallen apart.
I always saw forever in your eyes, But you closed them. And every dream of us was out of my sight.

No I am not a cupid, But i wish i was. Shoot an arrow and make you mine
No I am not a magician, Though, I wish was. Chant some spells and take your heart.I am just the one who loved you and will always do.I am just the one who admires you with all her heart.