HAUNTING PAST

I tried being my very best
To get to you, leaving all the rest
But all my efforts did go in vain
Leaving me no where, but drenched in pain

I wanted to make it last anyhow
Then I thought it was a closure now
But every time you have been around
Driven out of the senses, I fall on the ground

Every time I strike with a new phase
Nothing I can see, other than your face
You've overruled my mind throughout the past
I wonder now, when it will come to last

I wish to flip and turn the time back
To make up to you finally, so i never have to pack
I want the nightmares to be pushed out of my sight
So I can sleep with sweet dreams all the night

THE LOSS

Hey the little one-"What makes you cry?"
Ah! Let me guess-That's perhaps the broken toy
You were involved in it 24X7 and got used to it
Or maybe you lost that was nearest to your heart
Oh no! Its your parents this time who lost their dearest
And that's 'YOU', they got so used to
I understand how does it feel like and I am sorry
But listen dear- Its insane and more is me
Because I can't explain 'HOW?' and 'WHY?'
For the most I can hug you and pat on your back
I can get you a candy and a new toy
To console you and plead you not to cry
But I know that won't help cause you are just five

And turning to your parents
Expecting them to have a better sight
I found them also crying- I wonder why?
To them, it must be known that there is nothing they own
All this is a glimpse of the mighty, that is soon to pass by
But as they grow, they are drown
Sinking and mingled with the fake worldly delights

You are just a bud of flower, that's yet being nurtured
Got your own world surrounded by roses
That fragrant the air around you and you breathe it
Whenever there is a storm, its the elder ones
That wake up without letting you know
They fight and safeguard you until they die
But never let disappear the apple of their eye

When you are exposed you realize your fate
You come to know life is an ordeal to face
You've got to fight your own battles
Sometimes you win while others you lose
Victory is what lifts you up
Every lost battle counts and yanks you down
But its all about how you shape your base
That keeps you fly high
Till you end up winning the race

And probably it will be too late
Might be just prior to your death bed
That you realize nothing is yours
Everything you earned in life adds up to your debts
One you have got to pay when you were about to leave
Cause this life is all about giving up in the end
What we receive

In your mean time whatever you lost
Actually had never been yours
And what belongs to you is never lost
But you can't even claim this life being yours
A day in everyone's life when they die
And all goes to nothingness
"So hush dear baby and please don't cry"