De'javu

Ohh this stormy night
This dense cloud
Is it my mind or
Its your heart

I talk to you
when I m alone
I see you
when I close my eyes

This moon comes and goes
what it says I know
Do I love you or not
is it like the De'javu?

Come on love is spring
It cant be rain
am I right or wrong
yeah all Illusions are De'javu

Die before u cry by PuRaV

Simple Thing came across one day
What is life if I m dead ?
Illusion confirms the mortal thoughts
Which I generaly take as immortal

From up ,hey baby I can see u
You are like a moon in deep blue sky
dwellings on roses defracts the light
and yeah eve i can see it like you

My affection will come to u
like I kissed on your ears
You will feel me breathing on youe shoulder
when your hairs will fly with breeze

I know It can be illusion
May be Ill be hallowed
The hell is so bad baby
Ill close my eyes and turn the light off

beacause simple things have become complex
thoughts in my mind are turns into illusion
leading to immortality converting me into storm
so close your eyes so i can die before you cry

~~TEar Of JoY~~by amit

---TEAR OF JOY------
one day the mortal inside me wud win its warand free itself from the shackes of this ungrateful world,leaving behind a tear in the eyes of those whom i know,tear of sorrow ormaybe a TEAR OF JOY1 day i shall depart ....someday we all shall depart....

Suspending Silence by PuRaV

The bell rang and my hand was paused
the thought of mind has stalled again
It was justification of the omen
which I followed on the verge of my soul

Sickness still in my mind that
Daemons will not show again
Though it come again and again
to show me da scarface of rality

Am I an absconded leaf ? then
Why am I always the reapeating question
Questions rise again and again
and the bell rang and my hand went to the cradle

dreamin unfold by PuRaV

strumming through the diffraction
looking in your breath
swaping sun beneath the hand
is all wats in my mind

let me see through the door of the darkness
I know its just a shallow smoke
whtever goes through that lovely eyes
is can be just an illusion of skies,

extrapolating my thoughts
I just discover a popet to play
the strings are stiff and im untied
then why its lost in diminished movements

scorching my threads I found the hand
and I shocked It was the myth for me again
It was you again wid ur tips in my hair
lookin in your breath swaping da sun beneath the hand
its all wats in my mind