As i roam about on the empty road,
I have a feeling that i have something to unload,
Maybe its a load of tears
Or could it be the sum of my fears?
Whatever it is,
Its become to heavy like this,
How will i be rid of this,
A fact like this is what i miss.
I look around for a familiar face,
But there is nothing familiar not even the place,
On my knees now i ask for grace,
But i see now there's no use coz even my soul has been replaced.
This one i wrote on the impulse without caring much how it came out. It is built on a whim but it talks of everything that has not been a part of my whim.As i could wish it would have been on a whim, when things go wrong even for the calculated risks that have been taken...
I have a feeling that i have something to unload,
Maybe its a load of tears
Or could it be the sum of my fears?
Whatever it is,
Its become to heavy like this,
How will i be rid of this,
A fact like this is what i miss.
I look around for a familiar face,
But there is nothing familiar not even the place,
On my knees now i ask for grace,
But i see now there's no use coz even my soul has been replaced.
This one i wrote on the impulse without caring much how it came out. It is built on a whim but it talks of everything that has not been a part of my whim.As i could wish it would have been on a whim, when things go wrong even for the calculated risks that have been taken...
1st verse touchy....!!!...dea..!!...u r so loaded wid fears ...so loaded wid feelings....such tht it makes u so write beatifully....
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot dear... I guess i derive something good from my negative feelings after all,so i'm happy with that too... :)
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