The Final Realization


Sitting in front of the window of my house TODAY
so far AWAY
from the smell of my village CLAY
where i used to LAY
i remember all the things of my journey WAY
from that village to this city near the very BAY
now where my house has it GATEWAY
thinking about the people i BETRAY
the mind game i used to PLAY
i dont feel OKAY
have u heard of the word called DECAY
that what has happened in my chest TRAY
i wish there was a button called UNSAY
for the rubbish i have said till this MAY
i wish there was a button called REPLAY
so that i could undo many conversation and start with a 'HEY'
i wish there was a button called DELAY
to slow the time of the peaceful moments so a lil long they could STAY
i dont belong here i am like a STRAY
there is no light here not even a single RAY
in this darkness what can i do beside to PRAY
oh god please punish me for the sins and make me PAY
but please give me the strength to say sorry to those, whom i dont have the guts to SAY


by prateek