CRY

Why is it that you cry?
Pain? guilt? regret or shame?
Or a haunting yesterdays memory?
Creepy , extinguishing your flame
Is it a forgotten dream?
Or a yesterdays breeze?
A sunset eternally lost
Or u cry because you can't scream
Is it a yesterdays blessing?
A bliss you took for granted
Or a touch from a stranger
A future you were never handed
Is it an ache in the chest?
Or the shortness of your breath
That imbalances you gait
Makes you crawl instead of walk
Is it her eyes or her complexion?
Her kiss you never had
Or her breath against your face
You miss every now and then
Is it your carefree past?
Enlightened with others lanterns
Where no frown existed
Among kids you were enlisted
Why is it that you cry?
Is it this tiresome life?
too long never ending
Unfair like a wildfire
YES! but there's more
I  forgot why i lived
Forgot why i struggled
Too much suffering for what?
Forgot the way of my life
I cry because my love is hollow
Superficial as always
Never know my beloved neh!
So i cry out of regret and pain
Kept my lover a mystery in vain
Strayed away and never returned
Now i"m dying
SO?
I'M CRYING
DR.Zain

BEFORE I SLEEP

Tired from the same old shit

Another tiresom day passes by

In the dark on my bed i sit

Before i sleep some thoughts come by

A horrified thought of DEATH

what if i die tonight?

It makes my fragile heart melt

With the thoughts i put up my fight

A second thought of what i did

the whole day-------- different?

Neh! The same old shit

For tommorow no settlement

Two opposites in nature i face

What i DO , what i want to DO

What I do steals away my grace

What i want to do never comes true

A final thought that puts me to sleep

a touch of thee a touch from thee

Love from a lover for a lover in need

That works like WITCHCRAFT and puts me to sleep

DR.ZAIN WRITTEN (churhyl)

LIBRA

The life of a man? Its always in a dilemma... yes it is.A choice has to be made on every nook of the stroll  that would take us to our destination.
We spend our whole life in the dispute whether to be good or to be bad.Its all about the heart , how it turns out in the end.There is a constant attraction and affection the heart has towards the GOOD and at the same time the EVIL has its own power and charisma.We remain confused throughout our lives about ourselves are we good? are we bad?
At times the good overcomes us and at time the evil captivates us.Our end depends on whether the weight of our good was heavier or the evil prevailed.The concept of balanced life is never there.
I hope our hearts have a change but in a positive way...less evil and more good.
Dr.ZAIN

GAMBLE

I like the way you play with words , she said as if she had been struck by serendipity out of the blue.
He smiled and answered , I don't play with words..... I GAMBLE.