Tuesday, November 29, 2011



Something is bounding
Something retrieving
Something I am losing
But still a sense of achieving

Winding up from the guilt of exploiting paramour
A lot I got but still I want more
Wind blows and the truth unfolds
Expected to be sunny but its freezing cold

Living on the edge
I don't need a badge
When young boys in their teen dream of a night stand
Few got a six string and they formed the band

In the times of despair when those words didn't console
Silence encroached and it played its role
I analysed and went deeper in my own soul
I am what i can desire of and that's been my goal