TEEN AGE ......

Let the life flow in its own way,

For the path which they ponder upon us, dont let us see the day break
We are mere humans, trickeries and treason is our social attribute,
To die till the day we actually die,
Has become our soul motive.
Those days wont last forever,
A penny for our thoughts.
If they are so priceless,
Then why waste a penny on those.
We are limited to our own humble hamlet.
And yet we seek redemption, from this life.
Take a mournful sigh, and think of your regrets.
Conflicts, feuds, strife, and war,
We are on the brink of extinction from our very souls.
Shouldnt the seed decide, that what flower it should bloom?
But alas! Its fate already emphatic, long before it was born.
A hope is not now necessary, for a hearty smile,
Only endless suffering can end this harsh time.
The bonds so made and the bonds so broken, have no ideals in this world of torment.
Stories so valant, and myths so majestic.
They fill up our hearts, and later leave us tormented.
They see that it is ones duty to not to feel pain,
It symbolises true power,
One which cannot be attained.
And the warrior I filled with tears, tears of his absolute failures.
But they dont listen, for the pain is gone in despair.
Haunts of nightmares, and thoughts of failures,
Cling like a moth on warriors thoughts.

Since he is the warrior, he feels no emotions.

Sick of the eyes, haunting him at every sight,
And sick of the lies, which surround him at each divide.
Do they listen to their heart beat, which beats of a vision?
This is the TEEN AGE ....... the age which initiates the RAGE ......... and makes binds is in a cage.