THE FATE OF DESTINY

Some say fate clings to the land
The land that built you with its own hand
Some say it tends to change
As you run with time and change
Some say its beyond our wish
Seems like a target we always miss
Some say fate can't be found
Even if sent for by Baskervilles hound
Some say it's what they hate
The labyrinth of fate makes them late.

Some say fate can be made
And coloured or be truly fade
Some say it can be woven like cloth
And can fly away like a moth
Some say it is the quest of life
And is as sharp as that of a knife

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Some say it is the battle to fight
That can bring them close to the light
Some say it defies their will
The one that tightens up the bill.

Some say fate is where we are led
Hard to reach resting on bed
Some say it is about duties
That may someday affect the fees
Some say it is about expectations
Be it destiny or trend of fashion
Some say it is all about the plans
Not the game of Clash of clans
Some say it is what lives within us
The fate of Destiny is a great fuss.

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Cup of Change

You said it was over But it's not over yet,not over yet You promised that it was over You said you won't discriminate You promised you'll be different Thinking 'bout you lately Know your favorite is the red paint Tears that you chose not to see. Be it blonde,brunette,black or fade Or the catchy strings of red Be it wavy,plain,curled or straight It all makes the same braid Be it the brown,blue,green or hazel Or any other in the color palette Let's just focus on the story the eyes tell And burn all standards of beauty set; Let's hug the warmth of the heart And ditch those who've set bars Of height and weight that hurt The choice is not always his or hers. The grey cloud of greed Shaken up by the bright light of kindness The tiny granules of arrogance Washed up by the tides of curiosity Where nobody's scared out of the fence And can swim in the waves of diversity Where every war of Colorado Is blown away by the breeze of p

Forever

It's been three years But feels like a decade, Battling his worst fears His soul is now fade, Only him and his shaded dream Broken from inside,but says he's fine Patience filled to its brim Its hard now even to draw the line; He smiles at the crowd Through his tear stained cheeks All the voices screaming loud All he remembers are the erroneous ticks. Finding himself in all the wrong places Wanna see the golden lights Tying his rugged shoelaces His nightmares full of bloody fights, Wasn't that enough,wasn't that old? He wants it too bad,now it's too late Wasn't it mean,wasn't it cold? Is it all in his mind and not in his fate? Waiting,waiting for a whole new life Tamed steel waiting tonight Cut through the hopeless knife Still smiling even after the venomous bite. Opened his heart,poured it all Wanna have it,wanna touch it too Yet it feels nothing could manage to fall Lost in the storehouse of an old shoe; Out in the open,out in

Through the Shadows

I wish it was a bit more fun Why are we always on the run? Working through the day and night Fight until we see the light Wish you would tell me your plan 'Coz it's no longer according to mine I still strive to be your best fan A little bit more of you to shine It all feels like a never ending mess All remnants of a frustrated case Maybe you're leading me through the maze I feel a little doubtful in the chase. But you're always there hidden from sight Faith is so blind, lemme close my eyes Leading me through shadows and light You're the only truth in my world of lies. Disappointed in myself that I keep on hurting people Don't hunt for food anymore, its now the hunt for success that's for sale You know it this time I wasn't even cheating You saw how I gave my all How many more heart breaks greeting How many more times do you wanna see me fall? I still believe in you and only you Sometimes it's just way too dark Could it not be a bit more easy too? Doe

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