Friday, June 17, 2011

Sand.

Till the skies are blue,
With every step on the sand,
On the shore, you're so beautiful.
Like the sand,
You've slipped my mind,
And now I'm lost.
With volumes of the ocean,
Miles with nowhere to go.
With every step I look to my side,
I throw my hand away,
Hoping for you to grab.
But did I let you go?
Could I have held on tight?
Like the sand clentched in my fist.
With the wind you were gone,
And now I'm lost.
Lost in this dream, lost without you.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I'm no Lupe.


I'm no Lupe Fiasco,
But I'm still gonna make it through.
You could call me that crazy dude,
Can I smile or is that rude?
We could all go crazy,
Scratch our heads bald,
Just voice the things we think,
For the times we blink.
Every seconds a new movie,
Every moves a new story.
For all the characters we have,
That one who looked away,
Rushing with emotions,
Deep breathes he took.
That one with all the love,
Crying for the neighbour he never met.
Weeping with those he never knew.
Could we all just walk this same road?
Those with the generation's burden.
Keeping up with the cries of us.
For every whiny finger pointed towards us,
For every second we could cry but still go on.
I'm no Lupe Fiasco.
But I could try,
Let it be dry.
Say those words and fly,
Words that make you cry.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Dear Diary.

Some times I write pages of my diary.
You read how I love this perfect brown eyed girl.
Do you feel like I'm faking it all?
Do you need me to tell you its true?
She's so beautiful, she's almost a dream.
This could be that one page,
Some words of it could be hazy off the tears,
It could show how I've stayed up this night, tonight.
I know she's asleep but she's right here.
At the back of my mind,
These little things I couldn't pin to my diary,
These things I wish someone told you.
Do you feel like I'm faking it all?
Did you ever feel it too?
Like these words I sometimes say,
Are making you smile too.
Do you think its not just me, going crazy.
At some corner of the world, your diary holds my words.
She's amazing, I could just watch her live.
If you think I'm faking it,
Just be me when they play this song,
Feel every beat overwhelmed,
And tell me it isn't true.

More.

Getting hit by a truck,
Lifting off my feet,
I touch the sky,
Paint it with my wings,
Burst the clouds and come down to earth.
Watch you smile, just as it pours down.
At times its just the rush to see you smile,
When you sound so low, and there's not much to do.
I close my eyes and stop time.
Try all the things just to make you mine.
When I open my eyes, you smile at me.
With those roses in your hand.
Brush them to your cheeks,
Turning redder than the rose.
Burning every bit of me.
Everytime you breathe in,
When you close your eyes.
Making me itch to reach out,
Just to run my finger down your cheeks,
Watch you as you blush.
Looking away like its the way,
At times I close my eyes,
I wish I'd held your hand,
Held you close and just felt you there.
At times I close my eyes,
I wish I would've loved you more,
Look into your eyes and love you more.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Unthankful.

To imagine a life blind for you,
In a matter of seconds,
With a few turns taken wrong.
Think of the time you'll just hold my hand,
Staring into space.
This longing to see you again,
With tears in my eyes.
I'll cry just to see you again.

To images a life never hearing you again.
When its all numb, the world's forever silent.
Think of the time you'll look at me.
Say those words I'd never hear.
Crying in your arms,
Just to hear your voice.
Even in my dream, I couldn't hear your voice.

With my tongue tied.
I wish I could tell you all the things,
Stay up at night and tell you about it.
The way my heart beat, I can only make you feel.
Look into my eyes, this longing of telling you,
The truth, the longing of loving you.
I wish I could say those words.
Even in my dreams, I couldn't say those words.

So dead.

You'd think its so easy,
But a 'talk to you tomorrow',
Sounds to a dead day of sorrow.
One day without the sound of your voice,
And I barely hang on, busying myself.
I sleep early the days you're not there.
The days I've not calmed with your voice.
Wouldn't it be nicer to just have you here,
So I sit there as long as it takes,
To just hear your voice.
Till my phones rings again,
The number with the same last digits make me smile.
Smiling for a moment before I say hello,
And its all the same,
Like the clocks start working again,
Getting into the gears of yesterday.
Wouldn't it be nicer to just have you here.
A day without the calm of your voice,
One day without the sound of your voice.
Its so dead, it feels so dead.

Monday, June 6, 2011

The Distant One ft Arshad Ansari.

[Saad]
He said it all today,
Putting his heart on the plate,
Waiting for the words she's say.
Crossed his fingers but he never looked away.
Wishing he could just look in her eyes,
Fold the steps to her.
Distance is distance, a mere number.
He'd look in her eyes and say,
If only you'd seen it my way.
He seems lost, to every night he's been up.
Wishing on stars for the courage to burst open.
Shooting for the stars,
Trying to jump but never fall.
Now he falls free,
Freely fallin'.
And here's what he said...

[Arshad]
I said it today,
I poured my heart out.
There was nothing left to say,
Doing so,
I then palpitated,shivered to death.
To have that small reply.
But....
"A long distant one it is more of a waste of time" she said,
Love being far is more intense.
Give it a shot I say...
I wont let you go, I won't let you down.
Because if I do,
My things are gonna get more complicated for the coming days.
There's nothing gonna be that simple to it I say.
Now, if we try "love"...
Even if "an hour" call you spare.
my love for you wont experience rust,
Just more intense it would get.