The sun will never again shine bright,
I’ll live my life without that light.
Now I won’t speak another word,
It’s not like they were ever heard.
There’s nothing worth saving left,
You’ve sentenced us both to death.

We’ll continue acting in our show
I’ll enter right and left you’ll go,
the production wasn’t well rehearsed;
it was just another script that was cursed.
There will be no standing ovation,
you’ve opted us both for cremation.

Only silent applause and locked jaws,
on opening night and you take centre light.
There was a solid script you carelessly ripped,
there’s no going back, this is the final act.

I left the only roses on the stage,
it called for it on a lost page.
A whole production with no lines,
‘cause words are just like land mines.
You play your part and play it well,
you’ve sentenced us both to hell.

Only silent applause and locked jaws,
on opening night, the subtext is trite.
There was a solid plot that all the critics bought.
There’s no going back, this is the final act.
The method could not crack, this is the final act.
Closed curtain and fade to black, this is the final act.

my past self was afraid
that letting you go
meant letting go of
a piece of myself.

I wish I could tell her:
that is how you will
finally
Find Yourself.

I never thought I could love
Anyone else.
But when I shiver
You make me warm.
You gently blow
On the dying ember
He left behind.

She stays in the grey zone
Figuring out her next move
Torn between two guys
A decision she has to choose;
One or the other

The former wants her back
The latter just wants what’s best for her
Just want to see her crossing off
Her life goals, one by one
Even if it meant losing to her past whom she constantly tries to run away from

He hides his pain behind a smile
A facade he almost got away with
If not for his promise with her
Every time he mutters “I’m fine”,
He’s dying a little inside
A hell of a ride, the sports car we got on
Albeit too fast yet so comfortable

Almost gave in twice to the torture
Her warmth got him back on his feet
Fueling his desire to carry on the struggle
Though right now, every step taken is with absolute resolution as the pain slowly turns numb

...
it is really
interesting imagination
what happened
if there would not be
the process of germination
it is also out of imagination
if god changes the process
of parturition
put on halt all the inception
and forget the practices
of termination
~~~
god blessed us
the process
of creation
sustenance
and deterioration
but what we offered
to the almighty
we, in the name of  
scientific research
and  new inventions
always put forth
doubts  and ambiguous questions
~~~
never put on complete faith
on the lotus feet
of our creator
although  making all our efforts
to vanish the god's formulation
this is the time when
we have to introspect
our  accusation and conviction
and follow such doctrine
which will lead us
on the path of creation
...

(c) deovrat - 16.04.2018