Ever Told A Lie?


Actual Sin

Where do I go now?
I’m stuck in this world.
No rhyme does suit me now,
No time does soothe me now.
I’m well deep down in this dirty well,
Where I remain unwell but that I can’t tell,
You shouted like I owe you something,
I’m angry too and more than you, but I can’t yell.

Where’s the cozy weather?
Where’s the path we walked together?
It’s there, right there where it was,
Roads do stay, it’s just people who get lost.
It’s not me, it’s not you and it’s always just “us” in the race,
No one faster, no one slower, it has to be a mutual pace.
No conditions, no excuses, I walked too with an open shoelace.
I didn’t excuse to stop and tie, never asked what’s there to chase.

But now terms are replaced!

Subjected to the ordeal, like a criminal trial that I face.
Lost so much in this brutal world that I can’t go back to home,
This place is unknown and I’ve forgotten the name of my place,
It’s not whom to tell but what to tell when I don’t know my origin?
It may be from my vision to my religion, I really don’t know my actual sin.

Rest Is History

What I want to say is that I love you,
I’m here to stay, and yes love, that I really do.
I will speak just what you like to hear,
Because I love you and my thoughts are pretty clear.
I will adore you until I’m dead,
I’ll neither let you cry nor I’ll let you be sad.
I’ll love you like no one did and no one can,
I’ll be the person you want, perhaps, your dream man.
Endless is my love for you,
God will bless us and we’ll be through.
I’ll make your wishes come true,
I’ll live for you, for just you I’ll die,
I’ll live to love you no matter what comes by.
You’re life to me, not just a mere desire,
Oh wait I forgot to tell that I’m a certified liar!

All that I said wasn’t real, it was untrue,
My love, my will and my approach wasn’t either true,
Yes it’s sad but it’s true that I don’t love you
And with that I’m moving away,
So remote that you won’t be having a clue.
And I know you’ll miss me till the sky is blue,
But that too ain’t true, don’t you know that sky ain’t blue?
OK! I lend a clue, I do love someone but it’s not you.
You’re the one I love to stay away from,
You’re not the one to whom I belong.
Why so angry? It’s my fundamental right to choose!
And I choose some but not a lot of you,
You’ll never cross my mind, wait, I actually have never ever thought of you.

There are many colours of “I” but the best is mystery,
“That’s how a love was lost and the rest is history.”