Maximum city,
maxed out at heart,
To say how it showed me love,
I don't know where to start,
Places made it beautiful,
People made it home,
I'd shout out to em and tell em,
City got its pace, I had a good run,
You carry on while I move on,
To explore different tracks,
On my behest, let's not cease the fun,
Work hard play hard and play to win,
Destiny will take us places,
We will reach four corners of the world,
We keep moving without regret,
Because we have this city, to return.
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Wednesday, 29 April 2015
Maximum city
Saturday, 4 April 2015
Rain Again
My life and time,
In my mind,
Mimics the flow of river,
Down to the plain,
From highest glacier,
I must have been like ice once,
Time's flow must have been slower,
As I have no memory of that time,
Only that I wished often,
That it would pass soon,
Impatient to break the bonds,
Fragile yet they held me down,
Enough for me to drag years on,
As I grew strong enough to break free,
Into a pace of endless possibility,
A deceiving bliss of a stronger flow,
Flowing down from mountain floor,
No value felt in what I left behind,
Somethings are only learned in due time.
I am a river at its prime,
Life's flow is fine,
Landscape is changing,
I gain some, I lose some,
And I know something,
I will lose my force, color and shape,
To meet the eventual outcome,
Loosing myself to the ocean,
Loosing myself to a new beginning,
Rain down on mountain.
This thought gives me faith,
Makes me believe in existence of god,
And his good intentions,
An explanation for that death,
No benevolent god would've allowed,
For old memories are forgotten as we make new ones,
It was your soul that touched me,
I take comfort in believing I will see you again,
A familiar camaraderie,
Albeit different face, different name.
In my mind,
Mimics the flow of river,
Down to the plain,
From highest glacier,
I must have been like ice once,
Time's flow must have been slower,
As I have no memory of that time,
Only that I wished often,
That it would pass soon,
Impatient to break the bonds,
Fragile yet they held me down,
Enough for me to drag years on,
As I grew strong enough to break free,
Into a pace of endless possibility,
A deceiving bliss of a stronger flow,
Flowing down from mountain floor,
No value felt in what I left behind,
Somethings are only learned in due time.
I am a river at its prime,
Life's flow is fine,
Landscape is changing,
I gain some, I lose some,
And I know something,
I will lose my force, color and shape,
To meet the eventual outcome,
Loosing myself to the ocean,
Loosing myself to a new beginning,
Rain down on mountain.
This thought gives me faith,
Makes me believe in existence of god,
And his good intentions,
An explanation for that death,
No benevolent god would've allowed,
For old memories are forgotten as we make new ones,
It was your soul that touched me,
I take comfort in believing I will see you again,
A familiar camaraderie,
Albeit different face, different name.
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