pleading for lyf

Route to success or may be jst its pursuit

has always taken us away

and now when trying to befriend with ma troubles

they budge up ma thoughts in ur way.

while sitting under th dark sky,

now brightning stars muses me no more,

i kno its not their fault, neither urs;

but ur absence has left me pleading for lyf, lyk nevr before.

People say, 'ego, it nevr lets u bow '

even whn u shd luk down

to realise, feel and follow the way of ur heart;

and years later, to urself, it simply makes u luk lyk a clown

have spent many hours on those chairs of tht cafe

now i find no one to amuse me,

though the coffee tastes the same way

but i m unable to find tht same lyf, wherevr i be.