Times like these...

Times when you slip into those dungeons,
Are like as though you are stuck there for eons.
Nothing seems to be working right,
And you are badly losing the fight.
Future appears in a sombre light full of dull & gloom,
Life feels like a sad old song gone out of tune.
You are so badly out of shine,
All you think of is to sit and whine.

In times like these, its so strange,
All the help you need is out of your range...
Hardly like those times when you laugh and everone is laughing with you,
And now when you are crying there is no one around but you.
But thats not the point Im trying to make,
Isn't life like the way you shape.
Everything is shortlived and nothing lasts forever,
The choice is ours, to laught or to cry till its all over.

Its funny when you realise life is like a mirror,
Laugh at it and its laughing with you, cry and it cries with you for sure.
In all these times, if there is something that doesn't stop,
Its that time which is ticking away in your watch.
So make sure as you are walking..,
Its only time that does all the talking.
For when the times comes for you to rest,
Its only time that you lived that can tell what was the best.


-03/09/2006...scribbled on a cemetry hill in Luton (UK)