we aren't blessed to see
the sea shore and these evenings .
But we are cursed to end here
in a land of hurts and hates !
we aren't blessed to love together
but want to give each other what
we don't deserve !
sometimes life and love forced to
be defined as an ironic paradox.
somehow a lover in us once again have
to die in this beautiful ache .
maybe we are murdered by our desire ,
a desire to be lived and died in the same land .
but we're trying hard to prove
we neither lived nor died !
but for what dear ,
and why we like to prove a lie to be a truth?
Why we are going to prove we never loved ,
is this how we learnt to revenge ,
but who gonna win...