chances came only once

chances, it comes only once,
you had it for a while,
but then you let it go,
you let it pass,
it will perhaps never come back,
it's gone faraway,
who knows the next time you'll see again.
all these years,
of incomplete stories,
u wonder if it could have ever been,
vague,
in between the yes and the no,
unsettled business,
finished just like that,
just like that.

the next time you have a chance,
just use it all you can,
coz when it's gone,
it's just gone..

go

why making sense when it's senseless,
why trying to put an effort when it's effortless,

why wait when it's leaving,
why stay when it's time to go.

grudge not

hold no grudges,
shine your heart,
foes to become friends,
no vengeance.
do not run,
but unite,
look for a good reason for each happening,
forgive, empathize.
add a smile,
then life would be more meaningful,
and peaceful.
it's not worth to keep a grudge,
for we're not that long in this world.

of faith and believing

intrusion,
intruding a personal space,
disrespectful towards one's privacy,
digging to gain information,
without them knowing,
in silence.
them countless doubts,
wild assumptions,
where on earth did the trust go.
perhaps there ain't any.
then what is it that is left.

or perhaps for it still to be regained,
should there be a belief still.

rainbow island

the sun,
it was shining bright,
but then it suddenly rained.

hopes,
it grew to become as high as the mountains,
but it just faded away.

i tried to put my thoughts away,
but memory,
it strolled down the lane.

i tried to hide it all,
i painted it with beautiful colours,
but perhaps not good enough,
to seal it all away.

Beyond the Stars

GREEDY.

Everything in the world you want to own.
Beyond the stars above,
and everything that is strecthed afar.
To you, there's no limit.

What you have in your clutch,
You don't even take a glance at.
You let it rust,
While you go look for other wonders,
Wonders out of reach,
Beyond the stars above.

You keep on trying but forgetting at the same time.
Until in the end of the day,
You lose grip of what you had grasped in your hands,
and also,
You never even managed to catch the stars in the sky above.

could i ever

Tell me when to put down the weapons,

so there'll be a war no more.

Tell me when the show is over,

so there'll be an act no more.

Tell me if it could still stand,

when its roots are no longer there.

Tell me what's it made of,

if its foundation's gone.

Tell me if it's worth fighting for,

when there are no more lives to save.