I'm going in this journey,
anxious to what i"ll find ,
but I've chosen 2 follow my heart,
and forget all that in my mind,

Now I don't have it all ,
matter of fact i don't have a dang thing,
just a broken soul from a broken home,
hanging off loose strings,

But, I'm still holding on through all the pains ,
my smile is still maintained,
knowing that one day in time,
sunshine will come from rain,

No time to give up hope now,
look back so far long I've came,
through all the troubles grew from from struggle,
now look who've I became,

A young man determined ,
aimless on his quest for greatness,
just to see his mother smile with tears,
from telling her he made it,

Again, I'm just on this journey,
with no conscious to where ill be,
trying light bulb through all the darkness,
and find someone perfect enough for me,

To find a women as strong as me,
with every ounce of breath she sings,
notes to the sounds of our flesh,
from the happiness we bring,

And if there be more misery in this path,
then so be it at least I tried,
Killing myself to  pay you back through the entire world,
for every drop of those tears you've cried.

-Shahrukh Zamir

Sweetheart with a sweet heart,
that beat up against sour times,
only to freeze up like statues.

-Shahrukh Zamir

Those looks swallowed me at first glance,
the language of you lips spoke fluent truth ,
with a heart that pumped genuine love,
that shot arrows only cupids could shoot,

I'm so in Love..

Those hands feed charity,
you're so selfless but so selfish when you hold me,
And distance is not distant enough.
To gap us apart  from closely,

I'm so in Love..

Your beautiful smile is wide enough ,
it curves up skittle'd rainbows,
that tornado away the smokey clouds,
and turn darkness into halos,

I'm so in Love..

The understanding  within your frame of mind,
we turn our pains in to bloopers,
So I picked your Nose  full of senses of humor,
that smell like the laugh we'll have throughout our  future,

I'm so in love...

With your beliefs and ideologies,
with desires to swim upstream,
That ambition is built in flawlessly,
enough to help encourage my dream.

I'm so In Love..

Handicap wheelchairs refuse to sit down,
Musical chairs in the background,
Its outstanding to stand out.

-Shahrukh Zamir

I feel like a ****** doo trying to figure out tomorrow ,
I should have known, living like I owned this world,
Just to find out this life is borrowed,

A game of jeaopardy
what your worth's worth? and whats your wager?
Some say they never asked to be put here?
So why  they up come out of labor?

Questions marks
and questionable thoughts...

Like  if  that past  is behind why does it often revisit?
Like exes who hit the exit just to reenter like they never existed?

Life likes to play and we part of the game..

Before my past passes away,  
I'll probably die the day before tomorrow come,
everyday im indulged in something new from something old
I guess his story a history  to learn from,

Life...

Shoes tied just in case I trip,
and if so Ill file a case judge it tried to throw me off a cliff,
I hope life get a life sentence  for the scantrons its put me through,
Just to test of how much of it I can hang on too,

The unknowns to make known..

I feel like a problem solver  with handful of all the questions
that's ironically still starving,
creating my own answers,
We  are artist to  sculpt  our own living
I'll use my paint brush to the carving.

-Shahrukh Zamir

A crystal vision
that fortune tells,
like sparrots in my spirit,
but rather, bought a ticket for God to  pay me visit,

I hope he answers
no phones by his thrones,
above outer space
but lives within our inner
with open ears,
that answer prayer
the unseen near ,

I hope my feather glisten,
when I fly and shine,
broken wings holding on to parachutes
that skydive up the winds,
Tell gravity
Im jonesin to climb.

Been distant from home sweet home..
Left eating a Sour patchs,
and packed my bags ( beneath you eyes) ,
Long roads with no sleep,
Extra steps  in paps broken shoes
that I got to outfit wearing a travel packed outfit..

All Smiles but sunny days are dead,
Like who worries about the storms ahead,
Seen some with cigarettes for stress
knowing theyll only blacken my breath

Lungs in cemetaries,
Air attached to inhalors not enough for this journey,
perhaps instill Mayweather stamina,
to box out a circle of squares when they box me in,
hardships float on my uppercuts
let God and money band aid my wins.

Love holds hands with lust,
Stomach butterflies hide back in there cocoons,
She knows he's different, but they all  look the same.

-Shahrukh Zamir