HOPE  is what pushes us each and everytime,
to move on ... from monotonous miseries of daily routine.

TRUTH  is what makes us curious and anxious,
to find out hidden meanings of life.

REGRETION  is what makes us alert and conscious,
to save ourselves from the feeling of guilt.

EXPECTATION  is what defines the reason of being so human
because the truth is we always hope to get things better and to escape the regretion
and be strong but from inside we can't do.

How does one get recognition?
In this world full of objection
No matter how much one strives
From most corners they receive a rejection
Worked hard in studies all their lives
To what they can't understand this legislation
Lured in wrong direction, most drugy
Others live on injections
No job, no family, no friends just regretion
Most times found on streets fighting starvation
Like an unwanted stray dog roaming
While multi persona simulates foaming
Clogging the mind, chocking the breaths
They become aimless, lifeless and worse breathless
So has become the lives of many studious
Stuck in a swamp of their own filmed videos
Some pulled out of such wrath through motivation
Some tried hard and get back through inspiration
Others yet many still live in their own fantasnation
Colors, creed, greed, racism, drowned in depression
Hype with a little light of appreciation
But then its all a dealing of a gimmick organization...


©sim

Love
em living the awesome part of my life.
When there are no more worries or any regretion to cry
I have got a secret for happy life.
To live your life n your own way is the real delight.
when there is no one to say that
I am a fault of his life
Now,you mean the whole world to me
Because you have given me a reason to smile
I am happy now
Because there is a sensation of being loved in my life
you are with me
Is a envied sentiment of my life
*I love you honey
But I cant say it because I feel shy.
                                             …………………………………………………..

Days of hiding the hurt and pain
Nights of trying to be okay
Is killing herself is the answer?
For her life that no one even dares to care

In this bridge, she stood up here
Looking at the water reflection
With her eyes swelled up on tears
Almost eaten by regretion

Hundreds of pain in her chest
But they say mother knows best
But how can she know it?
If now that she's in rest?

"Dead mother, ran away father
ugly freak orphan, a complete weird woman
We don't care about her
She only loves by no one"

Try to understand her style
You'll traumatized for life
Because behind her fake smile
Hides an unforgettable lie in her billion strife

Now she felt a hug from her back
She wonders who is it cuz her sight is black
So she asked cuz she's sure who's this enigma
"Is it you papa or maybe it's you mama?