It is as it is

I used to play a game "What's on your side?"

time to time (me and my friends) we get a chance to throw the dice

and what comes next reveals the side.

I used to ask "How to say Goodbye?"

Goodbye so that you understand that that's alright

Finding a way to make you feel about the life

So to hasten themselves to be prepared with the time.

Flashes of solace and anxiety to transcend

Factors which decipher the movement of our pulses,

makes us choose the side

determine how to fight with those 'goodbyes'.

"What's on your side?", asked my friend

I smiled, and said:

"Nothing so grand, but

 remnant which maybe irksome for you."

Without delay, he asked what's so new?

I replied:

"I used to play a game 'what's on your side?'

 Me and my friends get a chance to throw the dice

 whoever gets what he wished was his side."

Friend asks:- "How come what you wish becomes your side?"

I replied:- "My friend, that's what we seek in life."

Effervescence~2.0

I've been living in dark

I've been sleeping close to the stars

all my life light covered my eyes,

and I didn't even noticed the desires

didn't even tasted the powers.

Did I miss something? Had I left you from the beginning?

My animus thoughts inclines towards curiosity

My dreams bogus the beast out of pure flattery.

Thou shalt loved thy love, as thou loves thyself;

Thou left before I would be fully-fledged.

Every soul except yours is my Kryptonite

Tyranny of thoughts pasts it's prime,

Still it is your soul which indulges me to have a leap of faith

It is the subset of your heart which enlightens my grave.

All the past and the present is what I'm left with

Future not anymore beholds a key to the truth

inferno of my darkness, harp of my madness

will flicker in a click

as soon as I will walk into your cliche.

Effervescence

I've been living in dark

I've been sleeping close to the stars

all my life light covered my eyes, and I didn't even noticed the desires

didn't even tasted the powers.

Did I miss something? Had I left you from the beginning?

My animus thoughts inclines towards curiosity

My dreams bogus the beast out of pure flattery.

I live by what I say..still infamous will be my grave

inferno of my darkness, harp of my madness

will flicker in a click

as soon as I will walk into your cliche.