In this deceitful world,
What are the cures?
To the wounds of betrayal,
inflicted by yours.
...
In the deep deep lake of dilemma, I die;
Everyday I laugh and everyday I cry.
What to do and what not to, I could never decide;
I know I had thousand times lied;
...
In This World
In this deceitful world,
What are the cures?
To the wounds of betrayal,
inflicted by yours.
In this crooked world,
Where will you go?
When your dearest friend,
turns out to be a foe.
In this resentful world,
How will you survive?
When you keep trusting the surface,
Without the inside.
In this wicked world,
What will you do?
Who can you truly trust,
Except you?
Those who shine the most, are often those who burn the most. Like the stars that are actually burning balls of fire.
The devil of ignorace within oneself can only be exorcised by the salt of knowledge.
As I grew, I realised that people often hide their ugly realities behind a beautiful mask.
I have often mistaken people for what they really were. Shrewd for innocent. Hypocrite for honest
Your journey might be tough, But still embark. Your path might be long, And nights dark. But slowly the sun will rise, Wait for light's spark. And one day on your shore, You will disembark.
Like a pheonix, you rise; Brighter than the sun, you shine; Arise, from the ashes of despair; With new hope, be born again.