Metal Life

In a Perfect World, All I want is nothing more; Just to hear you knocking at my door! And when you knock, We’ll live back to the good old days; And run, where you and me, we used to hide away! We run, where the stars still shining, And the sun be blinding our eyes! But we know, only One Day you’re here, and then you’ll be gone; And we won’t be talking about it any long! But for this day, I’ve got High Hopes, coz it takes me back to when we started! And No matter, how life passes us by; I’ll just see your face more and more; And I’ll die a happy man I’m sure! For I know, just One day its here, and then it’ll be gone; No matter what, I’ll still be holding on! And even when it all comes to an end; But you know, my world keeps spinning around! For it is in a perfect world, All I want is nothing more; Coz I know there’s somebody; There to take my body; Yeah just to take my body! Words: Kodaline!  ~ShubhanshuVijay

In a perfect world, You don’t find home around walls. May be on the streets, under the city lights, while You stand staring at cars, You are home.  May be on the roof, under the stars, while you sit discussing life with someone, You are home.  You are home when there are no secrets you want to hide.  The person in whom you live your life, and you feel it pure; that person is born home to you.  So when you’re asked next, where do you belong ; Never run under a fucking roof again.  But call out for those eyes and hearts who’ve showed you the whole universe in them and called it your home. ~ShubhanshuVijay

Love! Let me take you to a ride of remembrance. A ride in remembrance of the people you choose. The reflections you live now for the people around. Let’s talk about the way you be with some, and let’s talk about it in no bounds. And when we examine things together, I hope you remain honest with your soul. No matter, a thousand lies you’ve lived for a whole. But among those many lies, I know you’ve been beautiful all through. For you chose some angels to live with, and they’ve remained the stars on your roof. I know you have some humans in mind, while your eyes read this.  Some sharing their lives with you now, or some resting in the graves of your hearts.  I know you adore them with a smile, for they’ve let you in. Some to make you smile now, or some to hug you while you cry your soul out. I know that you know, to live, being in the depth, For they’ve taught you how to dive. In this big world, I know you chose those, Who’ve stayed along in t...

What it feels like. Could I ever be expressing this. Every time some music, high or low, drops in the heart. And I know I've risen. In melody, Every time some words are sung, that you and I are always afraid to say. Then there rise some other beat that resonate with your breath, and you are left with just goosebumps all over. Staying high has always been a habit, Staying high on music, and yeah staying high on life. Love! Has there been any bigger addiction. No? As when the beat drops and the soul is lost in utter silence, the heart comes pounding in the rhythm of memories No wonder leaving the chest withered. No deep breaths make the self sober, and I never wish to break this dream of life. For when I wake to reality with no enchanting emotions and still pale faces around, I fall apart, every time, singing lullaby to self.

No Verse I state, A Story indeed. For no rhyme is needful, the truth and its triumph, thy need. Ergo, I quote a truth for you, a tale of a young heart, with a beat of chaos and a calm. Living in his dreams with dreadful angels, his head was a monster with chaotic tangles. He who hustled from the very dawn, had so sleepless nights like a rebellious pawn. A pawn of his very heart, in agony of separations;  he burns to ash his memories, in lightning cremations. His memories hold a soul from past, some smiles now cause the anxiety to ever last. For those had been the blooming days, “God bless your cheerful beat”, they often say. Little they knew, if the cheer could ever vanish, for the flaming laughter might burn to Ashes. Don’t blame that sweet soul, as the severance was chosen, no matter his face remains pale and frozen. You could say, his head was a monster, but the tale of his heart has never been spoken, For his life is no flame but fire, burning his he...

The Day I realized , What I felt of the World, was not a feeling, but a disease, which is growing in the heads of many! :)

“Beneath the clouds of Lust, were the raining temptations; Temptations to embrace their dreadful shadows, Holding the warmth of Love of Love”! No longer, the Sun shelters the Gods from heaven ; No longer does it hold the aroma of adoration. For Now, the ‘Love’ be owned by the demons of shades, and the mess of lust be more of turmoil. For weak,  it holds the trauma in hearts, the waves of distress that breaks it into half! Gone past are the nights, when affection measured the stars in skies, When solicitude of springs nurtured the flowers in fields, When goodwill flourished in the souls, attaining tranquillity and peace. For Now, the faith in the faith of love, shall the weaker of the weak hold! Shall the strong and firm of minds rise up of the messy disquiet! Be the ‘Love’ for them overshadowed by the clouds of angst! Shall they show their strength by crushing the faith in faith! Shall they escape the romance, cheering the love of hate! Such dark of th...