A bird was broken in such a way that he was not...
may be he was robbed and hence he forgot to fly...

If your mother slapped you when you first lied,
you wouldnt pretend to this extent now...

Why I ought to be always there
and anyone can come to get my care...

The temperature was high what a scorching heat
I lost control to get irritated a bit...

Many stories, still unwritten
Many chapters, still not read...

I can be better,
Though may be just a bit...

I took revenge
for she wasnt faithful...

I die everyday just to live for you
but my strength is invisible...

I go touching the sky
not letting these amazing moments fly...

Bad times never last
Worst memory does survive...

Let the intoxication grasp me over
I have got nothing to loose...

Picture the field of tulips
and the big willow tree...