Circle of Existence

 Is death the end, or the birth of a new?
The final breath, or the first of truth?
It seems so easy, this slipping away
yet what lies beyond, none can say.

Is life a circle, or a single line?
Do we fade, or simply realign?
The stars, the seas, the breath, the flame
all whisper softly the same refrain:

Nothing truly ends, nor stays apart,
the universe loops within the heart.
It starts, it ends, it starts again
a circle, unbroken, without pain.

Broken

Broken so many times I lost the count.
Shattered, yet still I stood,
watching the world undo me piece by piece.

They broke me
and the one I hoped would bring color,
came only when the night had swallowed all light.

Now silence fills my days,
no words left to speak,
no questions left to ask
just the quiet end
of what once was life.

Fate, Love, Oath

Love deceived peoples in the world,
Would blame their mate in their own word,

Heart would never ever curse thou,
Nor try to explain my feelings towards you,

Thinking u, the one who taught me, what is love?
Getting once love should be in fate,

Fate made us to sink with our frequencies,
Its the same which brought the differences,

You picked up speed and made up to reach heights,
I am lagging behind in your remembrance, Still am in delight,

As I hope, once would make the crest to touch the sky,
And the trough to the deepest point of ocean with my ability,

At the tip of the crest would find myself in zeal,
At the tip of trough, would feel your presence to heal..

Its true, Rage inside persists, without harming both,
As true as, Fate which was not so with both, to have an oath.