The survival


Do we live ?

Do we die ?

Or is this just a game for a cry ?

Of laughter with tears that cry .

And beg for forgiveness that i never plied ?

Searching for the one unknown

Making a sweet differ by just

Holding the light that shades at noon !

Death is but an inevitable creature

The once comes but never shall it begone !

Holding the stars in your bright eyes .

From where I saw my love with such fright !

Became the shadow endured inside me !

Haunting , laughing and crying to disguise me !

The one true self that should never come out !

Making the one holy sound !

While hiding the smiles of a thousand cries .

Making peace with the demons inside .

The ones which are born to live

Are the one's who are to give !

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