Starting Over...


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

I’m trying to find something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world that goes on and on.
As the years go by and time fades away,
What used to be “good days” are now filled with dismay.
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Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,
And my ambition to become something more, grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
The life I want now, gets closer each day.
All I’ve ever wanted was something to live for,
I don’t want to be this little person anymore.
I’ve been basing my life upon what others think,
I wish I could go back and redo everything, every time an eye would blink.
I’ve fought to become who I am and what I want to be,
I have to remind my self that one day, I will be free.
Free from the rules I followed as a child,
When everything was a game and life was so mild.
Now times have changed and I realize nothing is fair,
And sometimes it seems like nobody even cares.
It’s like no one pays attention to what I feel is best for me,
And what I think about the way some things should be.
I understand now, that I’m pretty much on my own,
And I know a lot of what I can do will never be known.
All the time, I think about everything I can’t say, what I have to keep in,
And by doing this, my thoughts only get more complicated and deepen.
Soon I hope to find out who I am, and what I am meant to become,
I want to know where I’m going, I don’t need to be reminded of where I came from.

-Tatum
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HAR PANNE PAR

बस हमने तुम्हरा ही गाना गुनगुनाया है<

jaisa bhi hai mera sachcha yar hai tu

Sach bol raha hun dost.. Dhyan se padhna,

 

mere dil ka guitar hai tu,

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

tumko paakar, tumhen khona nahi hai,

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

pathar se dil ka py

Forgiveness Is Precious

Some people view forgiveness,

As a virtue for the weak.

An act of Mercy undeserve

Mask
I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;

Stress Effect Life

Stress is eating at me every minute and second of the day, how do I cope with the horrible effect

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar Kehta Bhi Kya.....???

Ke Tujhse Juda Hote Waqt, Mere Aankhon Mein

YE MATWALI ZINDAGI

आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,

à

Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

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If I could write a poem,

I would write it just for you.

But I cannot write a poem

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