I have no more fear to cease to be
It would be better for death to steal me away
As there is no more silence in my mind
The noisiness has made a breach in my world;my mind;my peaceful mind.
There was a time when we had a semblance of fortune.
We contented ourselves to live and wait and apprehend misfortune while my mind was peaceful;my world at ease.
In the dark I listen and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death.
We rejoice at good things life brings but we know that they are closely followed by weariness,fever and fret.
Shakespeare would define life as 'A tale told by an idiot,full of sound and fury,signifying nothing'
The world is suffering;my soul is bleeding black as I've been poisoned in this world.
You and I have to go through this punishment;that is life.
It has become hopeless now,my world is shattered.
Give me again excess of silence to lose myself in this void and forget that life is cruel.
Give me back my peaceful mind;
Silence please...
It would be better for death to steal me away
As there is no more silence in my mind
The noisiness has made a breach in my world;my mind;my peaceful mind.
There was a time when we had a semblance of fortune.
We contented ourselves to live and wait and apprehend misfortune while my mind was peaceful;my world at ease.
In the dark I listen and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death.
We rejoice at good things life brings but we know that they are closely followed by weariness,fever and fret.
Shakespeare would define life as 'A tale told by an idiot,full of sound and fury,signifying nothing'
The world is suffering;my soul is bleeding black as I've been poisoned in this world.
You and I have to go through this punishment;that is life.
It has become hopeless now,my world is shattered.
Give me again excess of silence to lose myself in this void and forget that life is cruel.
Give me back my peaceful mind;
Silence please...
