Finally I reach the end A place which is free from hate . No more divisions in the world . No more truths are twisted and curl . Then I saw the god . Saying life can't be mod . My eyes no longer dim Then I asked the same question from him . How to stop the hate 's blaze How to end this dark days . ' it's not me who divides It's not me who'll suffice . After so many chance I given to you. You all don't even taken the clue . You let the hatred win . You give your powers to sin.. I don't think anything left. No more misery no more theft . Go and live up your life . Cause you won't get it twice . I'm not sorry and I can't give the way . To end up this dark days .' No , I can't hear this words . No , I can't see the bloods . What I need is the way . To end this dark days
They say that in the final 30 seconds of your life, you see either the best moments, or the entire thing flash before your eyes. I couldn't really differentiate between the two; Thirty. One of the most memorable performances of my life, the day you caught my eye from amongst the crowd. Twenty-seven. That day my friends and I hung out at the pool and laughed so much that I nearly died. Twenty-three. When we were at your place and I cut and colored my hair, all in your bathroom sink. Fifteen. All of us, sleep deprives, but lazily singing and dancing on the pavement nonetheless because school was out. Eleven. My hands hold yours. Your lips hold mine. Six. The final sunset I'd ever witness. Three. Your eyes. Zero.
To focus on what self importance brings That final blink will flick to nothing At best a whim Too late as time has slipped It's skin has shed Where youth has fled The cycle of light and dark A heavy step leaves a beaten path What has been learnt and can be shared Fairer heart Friendship bare Cleaner air To offer greater care