Shout like a mockingjay
Fire up your life away
Ricochet everything
Our life is a bliss

We can’t feel pumped away
So we dance ourselves tonight
Under the riverine bridge of our wishes
U and I, we are like lovers from the sky
Abandoned, running away,
Fix the broken hearts again,
Sync our lives once again
Blow out the candle of hatred
Open the curtains to the world
And shout it out away

Living as actors
Making the way through the stage
Feeling Joie de vivre
I know that we cannot live twice away
Shining like the sand
lose , empty, numb again
U and I clash inside
Our words mixed like magic
Shattered like glass bottles
We will dance our hearts out…….

My hands are stained with ink
something special, mysterious
I peer through it just to see
the fine glass of life, I
cherished the moment, my
conscience is yelling at me to stop
but I preferred to dig deep down
the blank page, trying to fill the
whole space with scribbles and all,
But I still can see the everyone
embroiled at me, watching me as I
grow, a scent of attractiveness can
be smelled from a distance, I start
walking towards it just to hold it
but it flutters its way across
from my fingernail to my arm, it just
sweeps down, the moment from its gaze
is an eternity past, together we shall
un jumble its façade to last, last
longer than a needle but sharper than a
stick of metaphorical endings,
it’s simply pen and paper, stuck inside my
head like gum, it is transcendent and
dreamy just like a wedding, I can sense
the atmosphere around it, concealed by a
seal of pure magic and honest lies, it just
goes on and on, fabricated.

I smell a hint of green
or a shade of blue
while sitting on the tree
full of branches and
branches and branches,
almost touching the sky
slipping my tongue on the
sight of the moon and
watching it from the corset
of the 30- storied building,
walking down the crevices of
personification and ideas,
thawing it with bittersweet nails
when suddenly, a tint of yellow
sparks sends shivers down my
spine but later washes away
like scenic scents of the mist,
and I am still standing,
lurking past the walls of
ignorance with the rich oxygen
atoms laid on my arms,
my lungs are pumping out
all the energy which just
puts a full stop across the shade
I know it’s a thickhead but I
let it slip away minding the gap,
and the sweet kid with his smile
puts the finger against the pad,
jotting down the hues.

We take time for every step
tears flow down quickly
it’s never late for every take
why are we waiting for the night to come
for the night to come

The moment is perfect
doesn’t matter what we expect
we can’t change when its planned
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down

Hey, you never want me to change myself
why don’t you change yourself
take me along with you
along with you
yeah, along with you

The moment is perfect
doesn’t matter what we expect
we can’t change when its planned
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down

we can carve our names
into the sunset
it’s only for seconds
when we push it up for ourselves

The moment is perfect
doesn’t matter what we expect
we can’t change when its planned
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down

Hey, striving to achieve
something of good value
which we need to learn it
we need to learn it
yeah, we need to learn it

The moment is perfect
doesn’t matter what we expect
we can’t change when its planned
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down
when the sun goes down.

Covered with flesh and blood, a youth is born
on October the first, started holding a rattle with
his five fingers, once he grew old he learned to
crawl and started by walking off beside the water
smooth sea waves knocked him down but he stood up
after a fresh start, days passed by him like a snowstorm
he can’t be hiding by the bushes while playing hide ‘n’ seek
with his mates till one of his friends found him awake
lost in his dreams, stumbled upon a rosy cliff
falling and falling as if he is running only in his dreams
not too soon he went to school to take lessons on life
years and years he grew a little, when finally he visioned his
dreams, rowing the lake down and climbing the hill up
just left to foster his life to a coaster he was grown up
with a smile showing his teeth when he met his partner in
a disco theater shimmering with old christmas candles
they both went to the church to tie a bond between them
lived happily everlasting when his son grew up and
amazed them, without knowing what death had planned for them
after sometime on a snowy december they sat by close to the
embers and at midnight the bell ranged around only to
know that they passed away and the trees shed their leaves
only to feel how they felt and after they were taken back
into the ground with a blessing still holding each others hand
even in silence, they whispered quietly their life together
it is the tragedy one should remember, this is the journey
one should undertake for a moment, pray to god that their
soul may rest in peace till the world ends.