still riding

Eluded still stand tall
Refused fume not
Far than reality rally and array
Derided not chided
Trigger inborn eager fight your way
Battle to rattle misfortune
Heart full of creases coz of crisis
Hey there? Hear this still full voice
Cushioned with utmost innermost robustness
My theme remains maimed though alive
This time our moment
To conquer most hardcore rare ends
Our priority, our baseline, our strategy.mundiah

Alone

It all started with one step, at a time
Could it be a move to better days?
Pondering all night long
Lying awake sounds well
Mind wrestle with indigenous deviant emotion
feeling about you salvage loneliness
Host is a style of living
Be my guest for eternity
Seems no way here to slash
Arise; hold up this chance for tomorrow
Negate not this petition
Small package worth acceptance
Tiny may seem yet carries broader meaning.mundiah

Sealed once thrice celebrated

At the stage consensus rode high
Couple of month’s desire kept knocking
Home invitation mixer of suspicion and suspense
Brood the idea deliberately
Neigh not no more games
Search own heart lie not thine mind
Missing plausibility deny not the chance
Cast away the burden on devotion
Censure bad thoughts
Glued to reality ascribe not pals
Advice devised to dissect own future
Hands on blossom meditate more
Take a break prior condemning
Under roof loath nothing inside
Indoors brought love like a dove
Two, one we become
Darkness still as groan grows louder
As a matter of truth catch the sight
Where to? Smell love to smile
Mannered, match like a soldier who fight doubt
Strangle bad feelings
Assassinate emotions of dysfunctional
While hands down win the battle
Sit on the bed of your mind
Wonder whether I’ve ever sacrifice self
To the gods of hefty pleasure and ecstasy
Still sitting steals uncertainty and cell it
Embrace promises and cuddle our unity.mundiah

Recurring

Threats rush through, I call them turbulent waters
In the event of departure mockery smoked
Wait till the everyday cricket night
Phone became your instrument of suppression
Wonder how love could turn sour
The sound of ringtones become brutal
Beckon respect and replay the act
Would seconds turn into hour.mundiah