I did not win over the girl I longed for. Call it a tragedy or a comedy- Sometimes life makes us think hard To try and contemplate our decisions, Be it harsh or not. We look at things from our lenses Ignoring the ways it could be Since it suits our perceptions Notwithstanding the reality. Still when fate makes it destiny, We cannot deny it, nor should we. Maybe she never saw me as I wanted Or somewhat worse, how would I know? Life itself is a paradox with no end, Every single minute spent makes us bend. Human psychology is really tedious, You cannot get into their brains to realize And understand what actually they think of us. A sweet potato may not be sweet, Similarly, a sweet word doesn't assure warmth. All you see is not what they do. All you think is not what they feel. It is our fault of dwelling in perception Which often always end up in deception. We may not see but God does truly see All those sights which we dreamt not to see. A bond broken is not one of pain, But becaus...
Men who thrive with intent clear, Never look back, despite their fear. With hands steady and mind like a star, They carve their path, no doubt how far. As the clock strikes ten, They step into the Colosseum's den With the hope of making some gain At the cost of the excruciating pain. Holidays, what are they? When the storm of tasks is at the fray Throughout the year, month and day To uproot obstacles away. He moves through woods in search of wood, And also through terrains covering his hood Just for the quest of some wealth and food To sustain himself and his family for good. Does that help him out? Sometimes yes, sometimes not. His efforts not getting the respect he thought Brings his brain to a standstill, a rot. Still, does he stop being what he ought? -That's the question his son sought. Through dust and storms, wind and rain, Through plateaus and fields, the hilly terrain The oceans and seas seem mighty enough But in front of hunger, not really that rough. Had the factorie...