LoserGoing down with the fall, with every tick of time,
Ready to be held and slayed, in return of a crime.
Ruthless days, just crawl till the dark
Darkness too, throws no mercy on this losing stark.
Shielding the gone, eluding a collapse,
He stares in to an empty faith.
Blinding the mind, resurrecting the time
He runs against and alone, to distil self fate.
For he knows what lay behind, is ahead again,
If death you have achieved, of no worth is pain.
He stares on the other side, yet not blind to the another,
Losing it all in this lost world, He now breeds no bother.
No reason of joyThe gobbles of hope are getting zapped,
The lifeless feelings are getting cracked,
The crowd, the people, the hundred voices,
There is no serenity in those noises,
The tiring and depicting state of mind,
Can't find a reason of joy, when I unwind,
Life has turned into being, being into existence,
Can't find a respite or pretty instance!
No feelingThere is happiness around me,
Then why do I feel sad,
There is everything around me, then why do I feel bad,
I feel gloomy and at loss of words,
I know it is kind of absurd,
But I feel some kind of a pain within,
A strange emptiness that I feel,
I really don't know the reason for it,
But, life is hurting me bit by bit!