#lyricsToTheTuneOfEmotions

Day Night and all between it ... There are Days...... There are days I live in vacuums then there are days I suffocate in it there are days I believe the illusions only to discern it was another trick There are days I believed I was loved then there are days with a slap onto my face there are days I just hoped only to have it all shattered all away There are days I held it all figured then there are days with no resolve there are days I am unaccompanied only to know how lonely it will always remain There are days I did try to give it my all then are days which exposed how worthless it was there are days I care to much for all only to be thought through as a toy willed at wish Then there are nights................... There are nights I was delusional then there are nights it hit me hard there are nights I craved to be more still only to know I was not even a speck there are nights I thought finally I’ll be free then there are nights I was strang...

Not Another song ...  It’s a stage, my mind is frozen and the song I want to leave the stage midway on I have no clue to why I would words I feel I know nothing of anymore yes I will leave the stage without another song tangled thoughts I hang onto the mocking bird is singing its last song too masking a troubled soul with a smile was there anything I could do right by anyone yes I will leave the stage without another song I have not been worth the golden sun day not worth the spring trees that sway I have never been able to comprehend why I did push everybody away to end Yes I will leave the stage without another song I am alone on this stage again tonight it’s a void no more spirits to exhibit yes it will hurt before it would get any better I will just get drunk enough to let it all go blur Yes I will leave the stage without another song Maybe it will help to get over me have not been worth my own pride let it rain and eradicate my last note ...

Teach me , how to part ... This one is for everyone who whenever had a life experience an experience where you gave it all in return for an ambiguous call it’s when you thought it was more for when it seemed all too genuine when after falling you learned to walk but only to fall again while at the track it’s for the times when all of us thought oh this is it, finally it is it only to know you became a tool device which served the need of a fool it’s when with a  glass of whiskey  you poured it  all hypnotized to believe it really had potential probable to have a mate , a safe haven your sorry soul , became an object of recreation It’s when each of us boarded a bus with a thought we shared a terminus and then hit the realization when you heard “I have got a friend to meet, you carry on “. Period. It’s to all who got down from a moving wagon cause you cared too much but a very too little for own you move down the highway with a hopeless he...

I'll Return to The home of the Lone  : A puzzle i cant decipher. A click of finger and all does change yesterday a soul who was just a relate becomes a turbulence of sensation a handful dates of the blissful delusion caressing fingers a leisurely exchange his bear hug meant all that of substance lone spread enough to contain together he was my pill to insomnia, a secure anchorage   each graph till the crest and it has to plunge  days I shared all, now it’s a voids presence his trace down my spine, all off the mark  devil and angel always play their part to the mark he is the response to all my uncertainties doesn’t belong yet a sense of being my possess dependent altogether , consequential to self pity and still I am pondering as to  why ? It’s an undefined merger he is an enigma I am unable to decipher the era of this relation is prefixed thought of tomorrow however leaves me perturbed he is a greek god and I am not of ...

It Has To End The silent footsteps still haunt my nights all the dreams all the questions a whispered presence universe of my existence a meddled up story of hope walk through the enact of times of yore where will it halt who knows colors and patterns the outline patch of red and some jade films of late grimy age restless restlessness I need it to end moon it always strikes a chord to scare sun it pricks the wound for each once an escape from a sequence desperate for it I must it’s not a scum’s  ode few  tales are a gaffe he  singled out a wrong brush to describe eraser  can’t  undo it has to burn . -khushi

Indecently ME.   I might not counterpart your standard or fit in your big plan of life I might be affirmed wrong among your crowd or better accused for being me ruthless sadistic numb for all the alike I can offer you many more but none can ever be close to best describe I will face my demons all alone I can agree to being lost but that’s not why I will switch course I need not know how the story will last for the ending concludes the risks I seize People do come and trod all over I know it’s just for  while they will fade its true in words none hang about forever I foresee my dreams as a lone experience Time has made me not to believe in everlasting I can’t settle with one mortal Flapping my wings I want to wing I want to perch on every fine and  rotten branch I fancy a dance in wild akin to an untamed kiss the warrior stranger to my  voyage I desire to slumber beneath the leading lights a soul along I would have never met before H...

Treading along the wild My sisters cottage I reached It was a day of melancholy The first station I paused to try The time was of spring But cut short with thorns in a twig My heart was thwarted for first Lady in pink was my companion of night To behold I traveled to another Where pastures were greener and hearts darker City was clean just the conscience muddled Second station was sooner reached It was to be a musical night Fairy tale come true a shining knight Instead the marble bore witness to my bawl Deceived was my heart , it was a slow crawl A shadow on my soul be It was marked of despite I reached the capital rushing The third station would be a sun rising The envious heart had its soothing A  new adventure for the righteous being Devil knew the secret alone untold The grave would take the days of gold Got kicked my unfortunate rear Appalling had been the journey dear Friendships broken , experiences were severe This is when I reac...