The Whimsical Musings

In the mode of 'krodh' (anger), You develop the wings of destruction. With fire in you heart, Flames that burn bright. Your mind's set to destroy, Whatever comes in (it's) sight. The rage goes on hard, You move with might. Your mind's set to destroy, Whatever comes in (it's) sight. The cold feeling of revenge at heart, Vision's limited black and white Your mind's set to destroy, Whatever comes in (it's) sight. Stay calm, stay cool; Don't make decisions (when angry) you'll regret, And later make you think of yourself, a fool. Content subject to copyright. For permission to use any content, please contact before hand.

Sitting by the bay, Pondering under the moonlight. Thoughts drifting away, In the darkness of night.. The sand glittering like gold, Sapphirey river besides. The hand I wanted to hold, Was Missing by my side. And so I sat thinking, Why does it have to be so hard? Why does it have to be so complicated? Why does it have to be so complicated... Without the touch of her hands, The one that keeps me warm. It felt so cold, cold as sand, My feelings in a storm. Walking towards the water, Regretting what I did.. Was it worth the bother, The secrets that we hid. And so I walked thinking, Why does it have to be so hard? Why does it have to be so complicated? Why does it have to be so complicated... The water felt cold, As it filled by lungs whole. Regretting what had happened 'Goodbye world' I bid. Content subject to copyright. For permission to use any content, please contact before hand.