I'll Survive

I'LL SURVIVE

Here I am with my head held high,
locked to the sky.
And here you are trying hard,
bringing me to the ground.
But you know what???
I will never give up this fight.
I will ever keep on trying,
Till the end.
And i'll say, "Hey !"
I'm alright, I survive.
I'm alright, Baby I survive
My dreams are BIG and wild, sorry.
I just can't help it.
You can wake me up, But i will just keep on
Dreaming.
Coz you know what???
I will never give up this fight.
I will ever keep on trying,
Till the end.
And i'll say, "Hey !"
I'm alright, I survive.
I'm alright, Baby I survive.
Whatever troubles i am heading.
I know, I'll get along.
So, dont you ever worry.
I know I'll Survive.
Its true. I'll Survive. 

Immanuel L. Zote

May 20, 2014

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Regret's Of The Young

So it was, gone were the days.

“The young and the spontaneous”

A bizarre stage with fine illusions.

Tossed up and down with glimpse of forged happiness;

Enriched with glares of false dawn.

Few ought to notice fate in its state,

The bold and the confused being we chose to be.

That instant of the young, o that instant.

Can the clock ever be blemish?

It tiks and toks, so was young?

Tik toks, not tiks.

The art of regret,

“Haunting nightmares, take a break!”

“Come morning light”, regret begs for.

In them midst, I was there.

"Striving to reach you,dear", He says.

Lenient I chose to be,

All along I shone with radiant glow.

The young, look at the sky

Sing Me a blissful song.

Company I promise you,

Throughout the night.

20 September '13

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The Canvas Life

Why do I live? I ask often.

My fervency to this obscure question,

Endless and strong.

Life as a canvas is the path I am on,

In my journey to find answers.

A pencil in each hand, liberated indeed.

Seize heed and express wisely for,

Jotting down isn’t hard, while the blot stays forever.

O brother, contain something to die for,

You’re content worth containing.

Live life living with joy,

For one canvas, one pretiosus canvas is all we got.

The answer comes only when,

When my canvas is no more;

Taken away from me,

By the mystery of the canvas

15 September '13

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