The Lost

The light far there, was fascinating
The fire within, wasn't igniting
Those eyes there, were adorable
The heart within, wasn't loveable
The stars out there, were twinkling
The moon beside, wasn't shining
Those grasses in the meadows out there, were green
The trees I had en-rooted, didn't grew
The birds high above, were flying
The wings on me, were burdened
I had all the well wishers all around
The happiness within, wasn't surround
The echoes that came back, were clear
The voice from within were not
The sky, the sun, the stars, so dear
I got from them all the furs
And she in front, was blur
I don't regret for what I never possesed
I weep for the leaps that leaped
Yes, I admit
The angels were always with me
The God within, lost.

ALIVE

The speech that I wrote
From the stage to be roared
Thundered as expected
But also, fell at the very place
Where I only nested

Luckily, I wasn't there
Or unluckily should I say?
I feel like the sun now
Which doesn't has its day

But nights are still mine!
The stars in those nights still shine!
What's getting older, is just the wine
And I, am still alive!