But that's okay he's gonna work charms
I am no poet that I can tell
But writing makes me feel so well
But that's ok if your soul's too hurt
You can throw it in the dirt
And rise
Rise to the Meaning of life.
But what if you've been stabbed with a knife,
Hurt so much you cant stand at times,
Your soul's lost somwhere in the maze,
Will you still be the same? If yes I'm amazed!
You'll be the same
In a different way
You'll just have a better meaning
To define the way of life!
Yeah right,
Like the meaning just comes down to one,
Life's a game which you've never won,
So fuck it till you die,
But yeah don't let it make you cry!
Life brings what words can't describe
Doesn't mean you deny
How you feel is all I know
'Cause believe it or not life's
Just a show.
If Life's a show,
I'm not interested anymore,
I've already paid the price,
So I'm not gonna think twice,
I'm not gonna rise,
Rise to the meaning of Life!
Note : This poem's written by me & my friend Mridula. It's just a conversation between us where we tried rhyming and let our optimistic and pessimistic views confront each other.
I love your Note :P Lol .
ReplyDeletePs I love you poem ---> Especially : The third stanza :)
very well written...the positive n negative thoughts worked very well...
ReplyDeletespecially liked these lines
Your soul's lost somwhere in the maze,
Will you still be the same? If yes im amazed..!