Credit Goes To You

Credit Goes To You

 

The love arrived, Is the love departed

 

Like illumination in dark, passion dissolved in suffer of heart

Shiny tracks, the train grooves like a rhyme

Changing trails, so lucid and sublime

Bound to unbound over the jotted joints

Unfold the folded viscous night

People are strange and so are emotions

Family stays even in the cruel waves of laughter

Found brother in name of struggle

The predator runs to catch and the prey to survive

Every day there's the thrill to rush and every day there's the thrill to die

Love is to reborn, Love is to perish

Love echoes in smile, benignant is cries

The girl sneezing in winter, cold and dark was the night

Whose slumber I couldn't disturb some dreams are enough to thrive

Brother why didn't you wake me up, the seat belonged to you

From the turbulent night, a jingle morning has arrived

That's the only present I could give you,

 

Dear I walk empty handed

Oh! Sister my sister kindly sing a lullaby

Love is a song, Love is oblation

Love is to care, and love is to be cared by

Son said an old man, separated from crowd we stand

Let's built an identity, Let's learn the realtion of chaos and smile

The best thing responsibility can teach

Smile in pain, smile in screams

Smile everywhere, smile like an illusion,

 

Only for magicians to see

Bringing back the light only to disappear in photons of rain

Love is brutal and Love is kind

Love is submission, Love is losing your sight

Soft and tender was her lap, fingers playing with my uncombed hair

From angels to demons, From sympathy to affection

In storyteller, my mother arrived and my mother left

Love is harsh and Love is blunt

Love is union and Love is separation

Being an orphan I missed family

Truth isn't always sweet and poetic

Similies, and metaphor left, in adobe of ironies we met

With no identities to lose I borrowed them to gain

With no stories to tell, I created fantasia of pirates

Being nobody happy to be everyone else

To love everybody hardly to be loved back

Love is selfish, Love is reply

Reply to stories, songs, dialogues and monologs

Love is to delay and Love is to wait.