Death is peaceful and forceful. Peaceful for those who goes away and forceful for those who lives.
The time has come to take a stand
The minute has come to avenge yourself,
These moments, these seconds will decide my road
Which one should I take- the less travelled or the one travelled more…
Deep in my soul I know what I want
I know it because I feel it in my heart
But this heart was soon ambushed by love and care,
And only my outer body was spared.
My mind soon started to join the killers,
My heart, brave enough, never liked thrillers
Soon my body became a battleground
Leaving my soul scarred and down.
The wounded soul knows where to go
She rooted for heart and let the brain know-
That all its politics, all its weapons
Will meet their end by her strong determination.