Untitled summer : Verse 1

Bits of memories lying on the road
Come to life during my morning stride.
The prudent sun mocks my fragile demeanour.
Perhaps, it knows where I stand.
I fight my demons racking my memory
They sing their mindless blabber ,
"Quite, please. Quiet…", I plead.
"But you are not you anymore", I hear their unison.
And I stand before a mirror,
I see someone : heartbroken yet tall
Tired yet a fighter,
Crushed yet lively.
And I answer back with a smile,
Do you know me enough?

The voices get shunned
A defeaning silence envelops.
"Girl, you were impulsive", I hear a voice
And I nod my usual way,
Tired of answering back
I seek recluse in my memories.
For there I know, I have a heaven of my own.
For there I know, no demons be answered.

As you read this, I want you to know
Some wrongs make a right
Some hurt make you wise
Today's fall is tomorrow's rise
And truth be spoken with no lies
I want peace at my end and happiness at yours
As i pray and fold my palms
I hope I get it answered.

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