When everything seems perfect,
I tend to forget I am not the subject.
My tender heart attempts to fly high in the sky,
Poor thing, doesn't know it has no wings.
I sit here thinking, life is in my grip now,
Funny! Every time it is I who has to bow.
If only one could predict happenings,
I swear, life is not full of stings.
Going gets tough when people become rough,
Today I live on my own,
In His kingdom, for my throne.
More is to come, as a warrior I foresee,
Wishing to perceive all the wars with their beauty.
One-man's army, I still dare to live it,
Don't care if I'll be a total misfit.
With no pattern, no format,
Can't help! Life's like that!
I tend to forget I am not the subject.
My tender heart attempts to fly high in the sky,
Poor thing, doesn't know it has no wings.
I sit here thinking, life is in my grip now,
Funny! Every time it is I who has to bow.
If only one could predict happenings,
I swear, life is not full of stings.
Going gets tough when people become rough,
Perhaps for them love alone was never enough.
I turn around to see all that I have achieved,
That's the only moment I feel relieved.I turn around to see all that I have achieved,
Today I live on my own,
In His kingdom, for my throne.
More is to come, as a warrior I foresee,
Wishing to perceive all the wars with their beauty.
One-man's army, I still dare to live it,
Don't care if I'll be a total misfit.
With no pattern, no format,
Can't help! Life's like that!
WOW awesome!~
ReplyDeleteme too wanna write...............:-) its ur best foot forward, don't stop writing now, let ur thought flow out like the never ending WATER CYCLE, in different forms its always presnt:-) gud luk KUDOS!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mansee and Ritambhra :)
ReplyDeleteYour wishes mean a lot to me!