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Nov 2014 · 578
HOPE
Mehul Sihra Nov 2014
Why do I always rise and fall?
If everything just stops like a wall
Then maybe i could have computed it all
My soul is dropping through the floor
I can’t be crazy – I hope I’m not
But if everything would stand still
May be i could have found how lost i feel

If I go now, what will I leave?
only short lived tears is what i can feel
If that’s the price to end the pain
Then for me it’s more than worth the gain

I’ve tried to go and nearly went
Only luck was all that i could have spent
Now sadness, anger, grows over me
The grief and shame is smothering

I never thought about getting so down
Never let myself to sink so low
And when we find our thoughts lost in our mind
We start faking what we don't know

Light in the window, pale and wan
All I know is that
A light like this is eve or dawn
I don’t know or can’t believe
This shows what I can’t stand to see

It’s been so long, I just don’t know
If there’s a way out of this abyss
What happiness would mean If it can't be seen
And mean for those who stands beside of me

The books and lessons try to explain
The reasons for fear, guilt and shame
It spells it out firm and clear
That’s only me just now and I’m still here

A door is placed in front of me
I don't know if I can pass it through
I trembled with fear, I’m scared to trip
In this life like ocean,
I don't know if I can swim

One by one we build it all
Then one mistake can make it fall
Do I feel one small change in me?
Angers depth is carving inside of me

Hold on to hope, no matter what its been
Fight hard to let light in
If it gets stronger, day by day
Then I’ll survive, not turn away?

Habits learned are buried deep
Have trained my mind
with my head tilting high
To take chance and try a different way
May be something will let the sun in my day
Nov 2014 · 4.6k
The Devil Was Once An Angel
Mehul Sihra Nov 2014
He stand alone by the river
With his broken wings
Head bowed in shame
Tears carving its way through his face
Crying in the agony
With clothes tattered and knees scraped
Bruises and scars covering his visage
Blood splashing in water
In darken heaven
Seeing his own reflection
Soul wounded by rejection
Growing cold, sulking within
Drowning in river of own sin
No longer able to fly
Not completely
But losing his angelic side
Against his will
Unleashing his devil side
Blamed by fiend
Betrayed by loved ones
Who didn't even took time to know
In spite of being loyal
Destroyed and ignored
Now good person in him is lost
What you see a man in disguise
Is a devil
But remember that devil was once an angel
Nov 2014 · 576
No Reason
Mehul Sihra Nov 2014
I was lying in bed,
Staring at the ceiling,
Feeling the sun,
And listening to the waves,
For a second, everything just like it used to be.
Snacks and beer and bad movies...

There’s no reason why things are this way
Cause they are meant to stay like the same way
Don’t know why we live this way
All I can say we do it everyday


Ministers on stage speaking about change
But all I can see beggars begging isn't it strange
From the mob web of life peoples trying to escape
Cursing someone’s name for the life what they face


The sky over my head in the world under my toes
Like the same way
Some things never change at all
Sometimes we try to keep it cool
The politicians lie but we ain't a fool
To walk by few miles we ain't need a cruise
Just like that no one’s need a blade or three piece suit
To argue the truth

Don’t know why I’m saying what I say,
But I’m saying it in my own way
There’s no reason why things are this way
Cause they are meant to stay like the same way
Don’t know why we live this way
All I can say we do it everyday
Jun 2014 · 312
Our Life
Mehul Sihra Jun 2014
unless we turn things around
in your life
that might be true
And as always
people says what they say
we knew thats not true
and working hard
was the only solution we knew
to handle our all the problems
giving up is something we never did
changing the world for better
will not be easy but we will try
in the past being good and kind
is the dumbest thing i ever knew
it sounds like necessary
and in this cruel world it gets you *******
but it is still the way to go
a better option
than living only for money and power
which is a waste and we know
we actually succeeded
thinking that
our life was a failure.
which is absurd, the truth is
we are the humans at peak of our kind
and will do whatever it takes
to make this worth
and never let anyone say
our life is known for nothing.
Notes (optional)
Apr 2014 · 2.5k
Power of Women
Mehul Sihra Apr 2014
A woman rests like a bud with poise
Smiling at the echoes of the posh world's voice
She is the cloud that carries the rain
Giving life to man's soul parched from anxieties and pain
Her value is more than all the world's treasures,
Not just the sum of scale's unit measures

To teach her the kiss of fame
And help her bloom in society like a flower
Few steps far to rule the science of space
Some working hard to make it swirl in daze
Some writing books down in the meadows
While some dance like divas casting beautiful shadows

And some are tender enough to tend to sick people
With supreme motherly love and the wisdom of peepal
Some express the feelings by the magic of their paint brush,
Which is auctioned pretty high to empty others purse
In the midst of these successful women
There does exist a fearsome creature we call men

When will the sun rise in the sky
And bring those hidden buds talents to life
To conquer the world with their passions
And make the world shiver in awe by their fashion
To come up in life with a mission
Possessing colorful profession

And one should understand that

A woman is the pillar of a temple foundation
Where a man comes and goes with renewed inspirations
A woman is the flesh that holds the seed
The miracle of birth fullfilling human need
A woman is the mother of a new generation
And only we can be the direction of that aspiration
Apr 2014 · 361
World of my dreams
Mehul Sihra Apr 2014
I'm writing down what i cannot see,

Wanna wake up in a dream,
where the sun shines like never before,
where life looks like a perfect world to live,
where the moon appears to be bigger for a spree,

overall as it seems to be heaven of dreams,
where Birds in the sky,
are collecting the scattered seeds of my mind,
that no one can find.

I'm ready to believe,
I'm ready to feel,
I'm ready to fall,
from the height to know about it all.

but I always wonder,
will i ever be able to seek
the luminous side
in the dark corner of my world.

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