Sunday, August 05, 2007

You

Some would swear they would
bring the moon for you
And some would bring you the rarest
flower from another corner of the world.
Some would say that they
could die for you.
Compared to them I am nothing
but a coward -
All I could do for you is to
make you happy.
If you say it would make you
happier if I went away, I'd go;
I would try, I mean, I dont know
whether you would be.
If you be happy...with me,
it would be my paradise.

Misfit

"Out there in the fields
Like a soldier all alone
I have to fight my way through,
Hostile territory around.

Devoid of love or support
I search for things I cant get
I think of my loved ones
While I fight on.

My mind is a mess
Of strange thoughts and dreams
Of lands beautiful and
Company of hearty fellows.

I wanted all this, but,
I never asked for 'this'.
My split mind wants to go back
but I must stay.

I'm like a jigsaw piece
From another board;
I dont fit here, was not
Meant to be here."

I want out!
No...