Lines to Cross

Beautiful, isn't it?
  The desire to give our all?
Sad, don't you think,
  How we end up taking the fall?

Hold on, they say,
Give up, no way!
"Time is precious"
  But so is my mind,
       What's in a little foray?

Let it go,
Leave it behind
Oh, you silly sobbing heart
 What are you trying to find?
      It ain't worth it
   But still so worth it
Don't tell me I'm losing my mind.

Sucks, doesn't it?
  Knowing you didn't fight for the win.
Dramatic, it often is,
  This life, how it takes us for a spin.

Whose life is it?

Why is it so hard
To live our lives in part
Empathy, with part detachment
Part indifference, and part attachment?

What’s the mystery behind
Living a life well-defined
(Don’t you wanna know, defined by whom?
Well, not by the self, as it should.)

Birds of prey circle over us
Watch your step, they taunt in glee
One wrong move (wrong by whom?)
A taint of shame you can’t flee.

There’s no winning
With some, we must accept
There’s nothing to lose
In losing them, let’s keep our respect.

We can’t please everybody
Rather, we may irk a few
But if you make your life all about mine,
Isn’t the onus on you?

It’s Time

It’s been awhile
That we drove for a mile,
The sun shining bright
And the full moon high.
Do you remember me
pointing out to the sky?
As you rode through the night
Letting me fly.

It’s been awhile
Since we danced to a song,
Barefeet in the dark,
In the shadows we belonged.
Don’t you have memories
Of stolen moments as these?
Where the song played right
Along with the night.

Time heals, but does it really
Fix the broken or soothe over only;
Timeless, they say, some stories are
Could ours have been too,
If the end wasn’t near?
Oh but, how would I know,
Since the end is here.
Oh but, what would I know,
Now that the end is here.