All weekend long I've had bad luck
It started with the home journey
Never thought my steps will stuck
Fighting with world as my enemy
Loitering late night with a girl
Caught by parents out of blue
But i was out of world
The next day that episode was unfurled
I moved on forward somehow
Heard long before,Good luck is a girl
Long she wont stay,comes like an air show
kisses you quick and flies away in twirl
But Mr. Bad luck soberly comes
And stays long without any fences
Enjoyes his time and sadness he hums
here with that the worst time commences
Next on the list was IAF paper
Went for that in tenacity
but messed with the examiner
Which connotes me to pay penalty
Thought this might be end
Still I was with Mr Bad luck
Friends told me never to bend
And again Mr.Badluck gave me bad fuck
Can I still change the things?
But now I dont want to
This was not my cup of tea
Lately I hate tea
I am happy with my self
Its me I have to deal with
Not the others and they
These are the changing times
Nothing much left in me to say
Will flow forward in normal way
I bid farewell to my life
For making me stronger enough with your strife
So was my badluck
Proving constant mash-ups
Under the scorching sun...
waiting for the dusk to start....
bees flying in front of my eyes blurring my view..
every thing seems like a dream...
every day is an ordinary day....
childhood dreams to this quarter life journey....
not satisfied with the way this life is turning....
lots of thoughts buzzing in my mind...
loneliness...desperation...wait...all pacing up....
world standing with mischief smile...
my heart still pacing like Schumacher's drive...
time is ticking aloud....
i dont know what i feel inside....May be it's just me
Or may be my mind playing tricks again
Leaving sanity behind,but i have been on this road for so long time
trying to find way between right and wrong
a lot of times lost my way deciding which one is fine
some time am quiet brave, some times bit scared
oh...jesus!! i know how it feels with lost faith
i think its a genuine thing in this bloody human race
i dont know when i will be on my way
i have heaven on one side and other with satan
its just like a sword with two edges
leaning forward with few good friends and some memories behind
i have just made a short way
just cant turn away
its true that
every one has got a little hell to pay
Everyday
Everyday I hope i will find my way
Pray Pray
that i will wake up and find a better way
To live our lives ,in this world that we're destroying
And stop using the methods we're emplying
Starving the poor and overfeeding the rich
Killing mother earth with every flick of the switch
Selling and buying
Cheating and lying
We're making debts
Simply by dying
mercy!!! mercy!!
show me the ways.....
sick of passing all these days.....
passing it like an ordinary day....
dont know when i will find my day....i know i will make it one day
