Minus two years From this moment We stood At the bank Of river Awa She lit your pyre To send you To heaven Stoically, I gazed At the fire Unfulfilled ambitions Unfulfilled desires Undeterred she lit Your pyre Her courage I admire Life isn't A wheel of roulette Neither blackjack Nor poker We may appear To be jokers Unfulfilled ambitions Unfulfilled desires Jokers will turn The tables Life isn't A wheel of roulette She would prove To be a gillette For she lit Your pyre To send you To heaven With utmost courage Minus two years From this moment
A gamble of will we duel our hearts in an arena, Tried is the match in which we wager personifications of emotion, Unknown is the end where we place our bets, Risking it all on infatuation's roulette, Entrusting one another amid poker faced facades, Weary are we who foolishly tread the tables, Striking a loss tonight we walk separate paths.
The older I get more the reality smothers me All the pain I've felt nothing but the curse to stay alive.
Living in a tiresome roulette Bending every rule that's out there. Walking away from blind perception everyday Alone I stand. Alone I stay.
I'll look down where you're all standing All I see, herd of sheep! All those lies you let it surround you burning your lives with what you don't have.
This world rejects me Or is it the other way around? I don't believe what this world is about And then this world threw me the **** away I'm not the one to fall in line, but this world's gonna have to pay!
Something inside of me just screams out loud. This thing inside of me don't belong in your crowd. The older I get all your ******* lies bother me. And all that I've felt... the agony to watch this whole world burn!
I am what you can't see. I am what you failed to understand. Someone you hate to see right. Something you won't believe. Yet I am your burning desire, someone important! And you know I am the future! Some what damaged. Some what broken. Yet a better whole than you!
my interpretation in how the common people feel against world leaders and their imbecile followers...
Profusely thanking their gods and goddesses when striking it big Slinking silently from the table when losing it all But ever faithful to their capricious gods Never ever seeing the ever seeing eye Or the hidden algorithms Calculated to lure you again and again To play and pay for the thrills That by Chance you're the gods' favoured one.
Luck. Luck treads the line between disaster and survival. A ball loses momentum on a spinning wheel. It falls into a pocket. With one sweep, you’re merely a fool.
Surely, the glory can be regained? Borrow from those you know. Make a new bet. Borrow from strangers. Make a new bet. Make deals with the predators. Point of no return. You thought they wouldn’t hunt you down? With one sweep, you’re merely a fool.
We’re all fools here. This is our lesson of repentance. We romanced misfortune and she loved us enough to grant us omens of disaster. With no meaning left in our lives, we are shadows. Shadows that want to survive.
Take the gun. Raise the barrel to the side of your head. Maybe fortune will pity you.
They say the greatest luck is dying at the right time. Is this the right hour? Minute? Second? A ball loses momentum on a spinning wheel. It falls into a pocket.