Pride

The shuffle between the life and the relation ends
the day your dignity makes this life an worth
until the time and the moment of realisation stands
right knocking at your door...

the days of emptiness and the days of uncertainity spreads their hands upon
the existense of your soul and the remains of your memory that takes you down
the misery of digging your own reality
can be painful then possesing the bullet into
the heart of a crying mother's heart

we fight,we lose then we still move on
to meet the horizon and the kindness of the earth
the earth which has been following your wish till the time you realise
your  wrath...

now why do you wait for
to throw the stones away to welcome your waves
or the air that you have been wasting to see your rage
aren't we the creatures meant for nothing and doing everything
now let me feel the happiness of the visible authenticity( of life love and death)

we do,we keep and we force upon
these misery  of our life that talks about a sweet ocean drive
and till we realize the reality when we loose ourselves in pride
there is, in a distance a momentary pardon of hope leaves...
with the up most expectation of misery that calls...

NOTHING!NOTHING CAN SAVE US FOREVER!