Makhtub, living life as it comes

Clam up, shut up never let anything out Clam up, beat up, never let anything in Clam up, clean up, never let everything in Clam up, clever up, never let anything out Tear up, shore up, always let emotions play in, Tear up, chin up, always let perspectives play out Tear up, cheer up, always let intutions play in Tear up, move up, always let gut feelings play out Live up, live out, always let life lessons play out Live up, live out, always let intrusions play out Live up, live out, always let belief play out Live up, live out, always let character's play in Clam up, tear up, live up Let anything and everything play in Let nothing in Clam up, tear up, live up..

One tear Two tear Three tear Four.. Five tear, Six tear, Seven tear Eight Nine tier of thoughts and all changing faces Ten tears are all it took for all to deny classes One smile Two smile Three smile Four.. Five smile Six smile Seven smile Eight Nine times did the planets revolved Before the yearning to live evolved One thought Two thoughts Three thoughts Four.. Five thoughts Six thoughts Seven thoughts Eight Nine thoughts led the charge from the mind Blank Thoughts are all left in a place so bland One purpouse Two purse Three days Four.. Five events Six days Seven souls Eight Nine lives are just a game Ten thoughts are all left behind ..

One too many, lives are loved One too many, laughter restored In hindsight and in thought What comes forth is what has passed One moment to relish, the rest to live What are we trying to do! Live life or life through moments, A moment lost is one too many Enriching souls, enriching experiences, Captivating words are fleeting glimmers One balm applied on a thousand scars Is still better than wounding one too many Advantageous, capricious, fair weather's too many They too have boats to steady, Lives to love and hunger to feed Love or loathe them, they too are one too many, Gadget one, gadget two, none are absent One left in, other hibernating, all are but present Playing dishes where none exist, nothing confined Outlets to dimensions with no moderation, they too are one too many Languages, languages full up the books, Communication torn and brotherhood's shaken, Death do is part with no communication No, language left is but one too many.. One too many, o

A title left blank, A life blank and bland Where does it begin, where does it end All the plans are just waiting around the bend Hurts a statue being chiseled Living in pretenses of  marked individuals Seen around are lost souls in pathless discoveries One moment, there is light There is hope, there is truth There is joy, there is warmth There are moments, then there is a moment , There are fireflies, then there is a sun, Then there are adamant hobbies and insistent thoughts, Blank titles filled with insistent thoughts Bland lives filled with mindful and mindless actions Fighting that emotion of death and worse of all- love Pathless discoveries lead to fruitful realisations Turns emotions to battlescars and words to defences One day, this too shall pass to blank pretenses One blank slate to another, Rise and live For this too shall pass onto another blank history

Death, you silly emotion Going across lives like a leaflet of a superstore Tearing up and tearing down lives all over Death, you silly emotion, Tearing lives and lives of all around A leaf just bloomed and left to wither away before time Death, you silly emotion Friendships and families, built with care and disdain Swept away in a moment is all left to it Death, you silly emotion Nothing simple of who you be Death, you be death and be dead...