Life as soul...

Searching for the soul,
I came across the world,
What was mine was never mine,
For what I fought never survived.
I am going into the dark realms of nature,
Being a person I never thougth would become,
The world seemed to be in a mess,
As was my life at the time.
I tried to run, but time was faster than me,
It was my folly to think I was the destiny,
The truth was bitterest to the last bite,
It was my soul that was mine, Not my life...

Life's a mystery...

Quite a few times I would say,
" Life's a mystery"
I say I know the start,
But ending is always a mystery.
When I walk, am sure of my feet,
But the roads are always a mystery.
When I speak, I am sweet,
But the interpretation, is always a mystery.
All the while I am the lucky one,
But who is chosen is always a mystery.
For people the worlds' a beauiful place,
But for me its always a mystery,
I say and do, what I think,
But how I think is always a mystery,
My life is mine all the time,
But after me, my "Life's a mystery",
I may recede into history,
But always my "Life will remain a mystery"

Question...

Why is life only about wants?
Why are eyes only for light?
Why I end just on I and Me?
Why do I lie, even in front of thee?

So many questions, still very few answers,
Whenever I sit to think, they give me shivers,
Are they running from me,
Or is it me, who's running from them.
Always am looking for the one answer,
Who am I? Do I live forever???

Lost in the crowd...

When I look around,
There are lots of sound.
When inside I peek,
Whom do I seek.

All the rights and all the wrongs,
From the sad to sweet songs.
All the way life's a mystery,
One day I will become history.

I may be standing big and tall,
Yet in reality I am very small.
I may be sporting a happy face,
Inside its lined with sadness lace.

With the trace of glint in the eyes,
I stand tall telling lies.
A single tear when runs on the cheek,
I sound timid, lost and meek.

All the while I pose a strong exterior,
When I am crumbling in the interior.
I am well supported all the time,
I look for those who are mine.

I have loads of people around me,
Still I am alone without thee.
Don't know when the loneliness will end,
I have lots of actions to amend.

All said but little done,
I am not there, am no one.
All the while I am the person,
All the time I am none.

Lost within me, lost from outside,
Oh! lord please help me,
I am lost, I am lost,
I am lost inside as well as in crowd...

Silence thats silent...

Is the silence within,
Or is it outside,
Lots of voices around,
But still its very quiet.
A war thats tearing me apart,
Of it Am I a part or not.
As with the nature do I blend,
Or its just the silence that says.
Lots of words spoken,
Least understood in nature,
War is within me or nature,
Or its just the silence.
Am I afraid of myself?
Even though I dont know myself,
So, whats making it worse to live,
My own self or the silence.
I fail to understand the implicit,
Yet silence cannot make it loud,
Its in the nature of nature,
Do I change for worse or better.
The silence is hard to answer,
Answers that are well spoken of,
But answers that cannot be answered.
Its the silence that wants the answer,
Its the silence thats the answer.
I dont know who Am I?
Its the silence within me that speaks,
Such is the meaning of silence,
It makes me speak its tounge,
The language of silence.
I speak, speak my heart out,
Its only the silence that I say,
Rest is understood by you...

Confused...

Bahut kuch ho gaya hai,
bahut kuch hone ko hai,
jaane kya kho gaya hai,
jaane kya khone ko hai.

Life has got nothing special in tow,
Its going on in a silent row.
Am trying to shore it up,
Dont know where Am gonna land.