HELL YEAR

It's been a hell year,

Don't you know that my dear.

                         Shots of Vodka became my pioneer,

                         Faith drowned by everyone's tear.

Crowned new king with tremendous fear,

More and more lonely with every cheer.

                        Wanna cry a lot when you are near,

                        Imma a sinnerman; you don't gonna hear.

It's been a disastrous year...!!

                        You stepped aside and let me sear,

                        The burden of my love; you don't wanna bear.

I stood with you but you made me rear,

You did this; you did this very clear,

                        So, I can die in this very year..!!    

This Christmas no Pair of Dove..!!

I just wanna be the drop of love,
Wider sky with a pair of dove.

So much crazy now I am,
Psycho nasty things God damn.

Wonder why people got mad,
Empty minded rusty all said.

Things had changed like a crispy nut,
Now you far within the friction of second.

I just wanna be the drop of love,
Wider sky with a pair of dove.

This Christmas things so unplanned,
Revoking self from the things which had far gone.

Excruciating quite destitutive my past,
Rebuilding all ; nothing left so far.

Still hankering for happiness so fast,
Silently eradicating you from my past.

This Christmas eve is quite tough,
Dusty sky without any dove.

I MISS HER AND THAT'S IT

Don’t ask me to smile,  

don’t ask me to be wise. 

Hell with your party, 

and hell with your surprise,

I miss her and that’s it.

Let me drink in that corner, 

Let me bleed and don’t show up,

Now I am a man in love, 

you people also grow up, 

I miss her and that’s it.

Yeah I am insane, 

failed and fucked up

but don’t you advise me, 

just shut up.

I miss her and that’s it.

Ignore my screams, 

that are for her only,

Thousands of idiots around 

and life is lonely,

I miss her and that’s it.

I want to make her laugh by nonsense jokes,

I want to do it wrong way and hear her advice,

I want to tease her, flirt with her and make her blush,

I want to see her fake anger and repeat my fake sorry,

I want to feel again those beats of my heart when she hugged me,

I want her to care for me, 

I am not well…

I want to make her know… 

I miss her and that’s it…

Courtesy - Shreyas Dhulia