2 .Pain by divine

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The millons of moments one live,
each is carved by divine,
blaming and praising each-other,
we live upto his design !!

Though no one use the knife,
The scars are pre-designed,
ought to live in pain,
appeared to him giving in prime !!!!

*senora*

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27. What a mysterious journey is life !!

All the while in this adventure called life,
Surrounded with feelings we walk on our side.
Dreams hover our senses,
in numerous shapes and size,

What a mysterious journey is life !!!

Views,overviews,class and style,
So wonderful are some paths,
So tragic are some sides.
forever beautiful for few ,
flooding water from few eyes.

How mysterious is life !!!

While we busy in loving,
Others may cook disguise .
While we busy in crying,
laughters may come on our side.
Nothing do we know ,
Except that god decide.

How mysterious is life !!!

Millions of questions raise in mind,
thousands aspects of wrong and right,
Endless battles with ourselves we fight,
Trying to know the secrets god hide.
Moving on and covering the mile.s.

How mysterious is this adventure called life !!!

*senora*

9. Missed moments

Some moments lived,
some were missed,
not realise when partially die,
though some live now too,
in these eyes !!

Some paths were broken,
some were too high,
the ups and downs on the way,
and above all the human lie !!

Bodies quite alert,
but souls tend to die,
awakening of souls ,
has got human goodbye !!

Beginings gleamy shine,
endings were once shy,
that was a time to worship,
this is a place to die !!

*senora*

3. Memories are our parts

We all have some memories ,
memories so near to heart , weren’t always a past,
dead hard to forget,
impossible to last !!

Memories live in us,
they are the parts of our heart,
Though nowhere now,
live somewhere inside heart,
we live them again,
with each day’s start !!

*senora*

16. Wants

I always want to erase some moments from the past,
The moments full of love were so close to my heart.

my eyes show me often those days of spark,
When I felt love everywhere in life’s path.

You can’t go back to past as life is god’s art,
Neither can you remove memories marked on heart.

The more you get love, the more it makes hard,
To live with memories of love,
Is the hardest part.

*senora*

9 . We’ve to survive

so what if every moment is disguise ,
so what if every second give us surprise,
so what if people cheat you to heights ,
so what if tears flow from your eyes,
and what if no one in the world seems wise ,
life is a tradegy in itself ,
and you ought to survive !!!!!!

*senora*

7.can we forget ?

Days and nights, east or west, it was a long wrest , tough tried to console, avoided all unrest,
to forget each mark, each memory you left .

When awake when slept ,
continued the quest.
inside me no rest ,
a battle going exact,
to forget each memory, each mark you left . Days went on, years too spent , hollowing myself , from those days of zest, the marks and moments,
I long to forget . A voice from inside, than raised and said, stop chaining your heart ,
you now and accept ,
to forget what you want ,
you need to be dead ,
they’ve become your part,
you never can forget,
you cannot ,
you can not forget!!!!!

*senora*

5 .a beautiful disguise

I still remember that pair of eyes,
love pouring beautiful disguise.

Some moments of tender care,
than a run barefoot for rest of the life.
memories of gleaming days,
still live in my eyes.
i flow them though with each tear i hide.

*senora*

10. God knows better

When asked for few breaths,
he took from me my life.
for each wish of mine ,
he always denied.

once i was a child,
than too he never saw my size.
He was equally firm to bless sorrows,q’
and i was in disguise.

a few steps ahead,
he managed to show some light.
gave a few seconds and ordered to enjoy the moment, than you’ll be deprived!!

I got few moments on the cost of whole life,
god knows better if i live or merely survive!!

9. Moments of love

I always want to erase some moments from the past,
The moments full of love were so close to my heart.

my eyes show me often those days of spark,
When I felt love everywhere in life’s path.

You can’t go back to past as life is god’s art,
Neither can you remove memories marked on heart.

The more you get love, the more it makes hard,
To live with memories of love,
Is the hardest part.

*senora*