Hey;... I'm high again'
I forgot to say amen
Please pass me that purple haze
This is just another phase
I can hardly walk
I hear gibberish when I talk
My head is splitting open
But I like this...
Everything is so **** hazy
And I feel so lazy
And my vision; yeah it *****
But I don't give a f...
I'm dazed and confused
Although a little bit amused
I wish this feeling never stops
This feeling turns me on....
I sense my senses going
Used sense twice what am I doing
I need some space
I can only see her face
I'm dazed and confused
For those substances I abused
Forgive me Lord for I have sinned
I feel lighter than the wind
I don't ever wanna get outta this feeling
This caged freedom is my new life...

The names castle and I write books for a living
This talent of mine is completely Gods giving
The genre of the books I write is mystery
I love to explore my characters history
All was going well and I was making a living off the books
Until I learnt my plots were being converted into reality by some crooks
Of course, the police first suspected me
I knew I was innocent so I didn't attempt to flee
And that was when I first met gorgeous miss Kate
My meeting her was a game played by fate
Don't judge a book by its cover; she was a ******* cop
And to catch a criminal at nothing would she stop
So I helped miss Beckett with all the information I had
I really liked her and to have her as a partner I was glad

Let me tell you a story about a Boy
Who had a broomstick and a wand as his toy
But alas! Nothing ever goes right
The only thing the Boy remembers from his childhood is a flash of green light
He was orphaned at the age of one
Lily died protecting her son
And his mother's love was a magic he would always carry
His last name was Potter; his first name Harry...
He was the only one to survive the unforgivable curse
No one knew how the spell had fired in reverse
For baby Harry had survived this curse in his cot
The monster who had tried to **** him was Lord Voldemort
The only thing left behind by this curse was what made him special - his scar
But his non magic relatives who took him in lied that it was the result of the crash of a car
Muggles was the name given to these non magic folks
Magic would stare them in the eye and they would still call it a hoax
It was not till his 11th birthday that Harry discovered the truth
When the giant Hagrid broke down the door; a sight that would give nightmares to any youth
While they were all trying to make sense of this human-giant hybrid
'You're a wizard, Harry' revealed Hagrid
Now it all made sense to Harry; the strangeness, the magic
And no his parents did not die in a car; it was way more tragic
So now Harry finally began his seven years at Hogwarts
And it was ensured that the strangeness would multiply now onwards
Harry was surprised to find out that the whole wizarding world knew about him
They were surprised to find out that Harry was not spoiled, but good - natured and slim
So on 1st September Harry Potter boarded the Hogwarts Express
Those who saw him gave him a look of impress
On this train he made his first friends and foe
But that was Harry's new life - with them he would grow
Potions, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts to name a few
Those were their subjects and to Harry they were completely new
Thee year passed by without him knowing
And before he knew it, it was already snowing
He became the youngest seeker in a 100 years
It was not until the end of the year that he faced his worst fears
The monster that had tried to **** him had returned
But Harry cheated death again though he almost burned
In the seven years he had many an adventure
The Forbidden Forest was a place he promised himself he would never again venture
He reunited with his Godfather who had been wrongly framed
Harry was the only one to pass out because of the dementors which made him extremely ashamed
The potions master he hated had a history very long
It was only after Snape died Harry realised about him he had been so wrong
Dumbledore's Army finally overthrew Umbridge's reign
The only potion that controlled Lupin was Wolfsbane
This poem has the story in a very haphazard plot
Harry found out how to end Lord Voldemort
For this all the Horcruxes had to be destroyed
This was possible due to Dobby - your argument is void
In these seven years Harry understood friendship and love
Oh and his patronus was a stag; not a rabbit or a dove
To succeed in life you needn't go a great length
Just turn your weakness into your strength
The scar wasn't a curse; it was his gift
This story is about The Boy Who Lived...

People say then can't do it no more
That they can't live with the strife
They gave up way too easily
And end up picking up the kitchen knife
But I do not agree
There's so much more to life
Whether it's hunting down a new burger joint
Or watching the Sunday game with the kids and the wife
Each one is born with a purpose
That purpose may be big or small
Curing cancer or bringing a smile to someone's face
How you see it is your call
Giving up is a phrase everyone should forget
It is merely an illusion
You were made to do something special
Don't let those 2 words be an intrusion
Yes, it is good to be important
But it is more important to be good
Getting hate in a few eyes to help the needy
That's an important lesson taught to us by Robin Hood
But don't get me wrong I'm not putting any pressure
You needn't cure cancer while you're here
The best thing one can do, in my opinion
Is bring out a smile from someone's tear...

Sometimes it flows softly in your ears
Leaving you in tears
Because the impact it creates is deep
And this is a memory you'd want to keep
Music, whether it's soft or loud
Each has a mood, sad or proud
Each has a different tune, a different meaning
Each, to someone or the other, is appealing
The world of music is vast
A world where no one feels like an outcast
The genres in music greatly vary
The instruments that create music are legendary
Music with deep meaning is a trend
Though for some it may be hard to comprehend
Music without words is actually the latest trend
There are people who judge you on your music taste and only then agree to be your friend
The rock music that you love may, for others be scary
Next time you break a tooth, request a musical tooth from the tooth fairy...