She made him Punctual from a late latheef
An extrovert out of a lone desert
Chivalrous knight who was an insensible trash
Responsible man who always forgot the dates
Kind human whom world saw as a hooligan
Studious kid who was a topper in reverse order
Majestic man out of a whiny babe
She made him drop the Deadwing, which had his soul
listen to Chainsmokers which was once detested
share his share of chocolates and make an amendment
Let the pillion occupy the special reserved seat
Dump all the colossal ego just to see her grin
Ignore the friends as if some ***** jinx
Get drenched because she found bliss in it
How do you feel now, that the bait is consumed
There is no more interest, no intrigue left
Get the control of the handle now
Rev your ****** out on the road you like
Stop not till you find the the right place
Hope is what keeps us awake through ghastly nights.
I will welcome you in my dreams with roses and chocolate, just promise to wake me up before it's too late.
Have you ever wrote with a wrecked pen and shed all the smudge
Have you ever played a guitar with broken strings and bled your fingers
Have you ever tried to burn the moist leaves and got eyes insanely blind
Have you ever screamed so hard and got your throat smitten
Have you ever seen something so vicious and scarred your memory
Have you ever pondered of something so bad and lost wiring in your head
Have you ever hated someone so badly and ended up loving immensely
Have you ever been favoured by ethanol and temporarily erased her for a night
Have you ever left a flock in order to find the lost one
Have you ever let her go finally realising the sweet truth
Well!!! I have done it all to the brim and then a voice spoke deep within
The darkest nights have some stars too
There are the left,scorned and abandoned flock too
If not, the darkest night will have a shiny morning too
Vision at the moon out of my window
Gave a stupid thought that I too could sow that seed
Contemplating the most complex crooked stuff in simplest way
For I did not know that this castle of glass would shatter in every way
How dreams turn into fake promises
How there is no more surreal world to live within
Stay hungry, stay foolish was just quote
Ended up with a final thought that I could never ever sow that seed
Wish I could be that kid back again
Wish I had that responsibility sized hair thin.
Noresponsibility Absurddream Shacklefree
As I leaned towards the window sil on the white sheet,
covered in the blanket of luminous moonlight
Keeping my head on the hand ,
pressing it to tight
I mistook the pulse for a delightful heartbeat
I mistook you for the eternal love believe it.
Perhaps this was the way it was suppose to end.
Perhaps the sour end is what makes the beginning and progression so sweet.
Your existence in my life was like a favourite pen with an air bubble in it.
— The End —