Realising A Journey Called Life...

SILENCE COMES AND STANDS BY THE DOOR,HER FACE HIDDEN LIKE  THOSE  WHO CURSED THEIR LUCK FOR  NOT  BEING  STRONG
OR,MAY BE AS  LEAST BOTHERED AS THE FIRE FLIES PRAISING  THE STREET MUSICIANS ,IF  I REALLY  TOLD I LOVED  U ,YOU  MIGHT HAVE  THOUGHT AM  WRONG
THE SELF QUARRELLED ALOT WITH THE PERSON WHO HAS BEEN CREATED TO  THE WORLD TO  MAKE    THE ART  OF LIVING    RELEVANT    WITH TIME
WHENEVER YOUR TENDER  HANDS HELD MINE MINE  I REMEMBER MY  SCORPIAN'S LIFE,MY PYTHON'S LIFE THE  KILLER LIFE OF   MINE
I  GET CONFUSED AT CERTAIN POINTS IF  I HAVE  ALWAYS BELIEVED THAT SETTING MYSELF FREE IS  HELPING MYSELF  AND  EVERYONE ELSE  THEN  WHY DID  I  NEVER  BOTHERED  TO  KNOW???
EVEN THE FACE THAT LAY  UNDERNEATH A SMILING  BRIGHT UNDETERRED SOUL CREAPS AS MUCH AS  EACH  DAY THINGD  GET ATTACHED I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT  I  HAVE'NT LEARNED TO LET GO