Unspoken words

It's the words, which are hard to find

especially the ones, which are hard to define.

It's bliss when we talk ,  but maybe there's still happiness beneath to refine.

Words, left unsaid . Yours or Mine.

Dying to come out, without the bottle of wine... 

Words finding its own way could be divine :)

It's the voice stuck inside..

Having emotions in my mind 

Asking questions to me..

If I could make you mine. 

In the deep silence, I search for my answers. 

If I could make you mine, If I could make you mine.?

The Time is Now

I'm back to square one, where I have been almost all my life
This time, it was me who wanted to get here.
To figure out myself , to reincarnate my life
Things might not be as great as I've always had ;
and I might not be a happy man anymore but it doesn't matter
because this time, its not about me ; It's about others,
the ones who have been hurt because of me

It's time for me to realise what I've valued the most.
It's time for me to understand what really makes me happy
It's time for me to fix up my priorities in life and stick to it.

The time, The time is now. 

The Darker Side

Every door has a darker side, Everything has a shadow.
There's always something hidden behind every little thing that we see.
I get all these feelings when I sit alone and turn up the pages.
The pages filled up with the past, of the people whom I know.
The past seems to be filled about everything that I dislike
Every bit of it, and Everytime I end up with not much to ask about
Not much to think about, but maybe something to worry about.
Yeah, It feels weird imagining how things were with the ones I know
But I don't think It should affect me now, because I know how things are now.
But the more I see, the more I think, and the more I worry.
I don't think that there's anything else to know, but who does?
Every door has a darker side. Everything has a shadow.

When it all turns up against me

I feel like I am standing in the middle of an ocean ; its all far from reaching where I belong.
I had made my choice and life made its own. It turned out against me.
I couldn't imagine this situation even in my worst dream., but its all fair now.
It's all me and my life and Its just me who can make it better.
It's just me who made it this way, now I gotta paint my own life and find the reason for my own smile.
They say in life you make choices and don't look back ,
I think I gotta do the same, and not regret any thing that has happened in my life.
I gotta be calm for what-so-ever mind I make, but its apparently that I've been waiting.

Waiting in the ashes of time ; hoping for the day you'll be mine.

Reminiscing Togetherness

I just keep laying down on my bed ; looking up, realizing time moving so quick.
And I remember the time that passed so quick when we were together.
And when I close my eyes for a flashback, I start with the time when I first saw you.
I was pretty sure, how'd you look like, but when I saw you , I couldn't get my eyes off you.
So we walked talking about the recent happenings, and the jokes around. I got you smiling.
At the mall, walking with you felt kinda nice, and when you touched my hand,
there was a spark in me, which made me tell you to hold it. It was the feeling that got me close to you.
First , I thought it was too early to ask for, but then I realized you wanted to hold my hand too.
And , then we walked holding hands together , looking into each other's eyes.
Talking about this and that, and the time passed by. It was too early to go but I didn't
have a choice. I had the reasons to stay, but I had to go.
and then when you hugged me tight, It made me weak but it was time to say good-bye.
There's nothing good about goodbye, I swear, on the phone I heard you cry.

It's killing me inside

All I ever wanted was a normal life
Never demanded much, never demanded high
Wanted to live everyday like a normal day
Had no ambitions to dream so high.
All I wanted was to be happy.
Not with money, not with disguise.
It feels like , happiness is just a desire.
Something that'd help me burn the fire inside.
All I tried was to forget you;
By different ways, different games.
It just gets me back, and then I feel
It's just me, forcing you to talk .
Maybe , It'd never be what I'm trying to get back
But , there's no way out .
They say, it's still worth fighting for
And I'm not backing out... No more, No more.

Everytime

Everytime I think , I think about you.
I tell to myself , that I've found someone so true,
Everytime I talk , It's hard to stop smiling.
It's hard for me to understand , how am I falling.
Everytime I talk to you, I wish I were beside you
So I'd lift you higher and say baby I heart you.
Everytime we speak, you've made me realize
that there are more than 100 reasons to smile.
Everynight, its you who has been on my mind
and I don't care if  I'd be called selfish calling you just mine.

Keeping my insecurity aside, I still can say girl one day, I'll make you mine, not so fast but in sometime. :)

Sometimes

Sometimes I end up in a way where no one is there to help me with my decisions.
Sometimes you make me feel you don't like me , sometimes you make me feel that you do.
Sometimes, I plan to step backwards, sometimes I'm like I would never give up.
Sometimes I feel so weird, so insecure that I feel that I'm gonna loose you.
and, Sometimes I'm like "fuck everyone ; you're mine"

I really don't know what's with me. I am unable to understand myself
How can I expect you to understand me? : /

Time :/

They say if you could control time you would be the most powerful among all, as you can go back and live those moments, those memories. Well, Time cannot control itself, so who are we to even try. It has made me feel sad about every moment that I've lived and wanted to live back.
Life isn't pretty good when you meet up some great people who become great friends and then you face up the situation of division. Just because of time, I've missed those days that everyone want to live forever. But, Oh well life's like a road, It can't always be perfect..

When you're with your buddies, everything seems so perfect, but you don't realize that everything's just temporary. The smile, the moments, the mischief's , the bunks and so on.

Some say we can at-least live those moments as they're never gonna come back. I'm like I wish I could live those days back. I know I can't.

Time : the only thing that we want the most, and probably the only thing that we use the worst.