ComMunication dOwn

Heads up testing testing one two three,
I'm speaking with a microphone on a high degree.
But you still don't understand that i need to be free,
And all you know is to engage me in a pointless melee.

I've tried for months talking to you through diplomacy,
But you only have in mind that i'm causing controversy.
The only thing right to you is you and your bureaucracy,
And it's obvious between you and me there is no democracy.

You might notice the recent lack of communication,
But can you blame me all for sticking to my notion?
Your silly ideals makes my life a suspended animation,
Must it really comes to a point where i stage a demonstration?

So maybe you think most my points are all superficial,
But look into the mirror and you'll realise you're in denial.
I'd really hate to see things between us turn artificial,
Because even if i don't say it out loud you're someone special.

Stop this nonsense and just learn to let go a little,
You don't need to leash me forever i'm not so brittle.
Please just understand and stop being a poison needle,
I'm just a guy in need to solve his life's own riddle.



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Tick Tock, And life goes on.

Moved a semicircle when the needle stops spinning,
The clock stops ticking but time continues moving.
Lived for a moment when my heart stops beating,
I ceased living but the world continues revolving.

Like a small lil particle in a whole solid matter,
Its presence is insignificant like ripples on water.
Like a small fry wanting to be something greater,
I guess its possible if he becomes his own master.

Master of his own thoughts to begin with,
Master of his surrounding to know its girth.
Master of his emotion to feel more mirth,
Master of his time since the day of birth.

Every clock ticks with a rhythm and rhyme,
Every second worth more than a million dime.
What's left by the flow slowly becomes mime,
What that remains is just the essence of time.

Time never stops for a person who is slacking,
Time won't bend nor wilt to do his bidding.
When would he learn to stop his snoozing?
Hopefully before time consumes him in its passing.



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TrAnSiTion

Looking through memories sweeping up dust,
Picking up scattered pieces that made my past.
Facing those fears that once formed a crust,
Breaking past it one at a time with a ballast.

The only way forward is to not look back,
Sometimes this statement is like what the heck!
If there's still unfinished bussiness on the rack,
It's vital to retrace the point where you 1st lost track.

Like a rock in the river it just alter the flow,
But a boulder in a stream makes the flow goes slow.
So those unsolved issues makes my movement low,
Holding me back untill i can't reach tomorrow.

Picking up pieces and accepting the fact,
Quarantine those fraction that could infect.
Deleting traits and faults that causes defect,
Its the only way i can keep my life intact.

This is a phase changing evolution.
Where in music they name it modulation,
In transformers it is called transformation,
But in my life now.... its simply a transition.