Dying hopes

Yeah we have been dying
Dying to make a life
Dying to find some love

Yeah we've been falling and rising
Yeah we've been cheated by ourselves
We all are sorry for something
Sorry for being what we were,
Sorry for not being what we wanted to be

Racing through the lanes
Lanes of the lonely life
Deserting ourselves from the skies,
We all are lost in our imagination
We all are lost in our hearts
Hearts broken, hearts kept alive
Hearts made of love, few made of stone.
Now let's breathe easy,
Lets sit down in our places,
Let's chill down our minds
And make a cup of coffee for our souls

Lets let the air bring all the sweet smells through the windows, smoke of the roasting peanuts and the smell of the twilight and the smell of the corn burning.
Lets just calm down, and forget our worries and all the bruised cruises of our oceans
Lets play our favourite music
And make a cup of coffee for our souls
For the aroma of coffee shall bring us a bliss
Of a new poem
Of our first loves
yeah we all are broken
But it's better to be not okey,
Than to pretend
Yeah we all are torn apart
But it's better to collect our pieces and stick them back
And take a break for a coffee
And then go back to the rat-race.

mortals and their transient feet

Immaterial mortals hid under the material masks of friendships, never tend to move, never tend to love, what they feed upon is mere plastic smiles, with dread-filled in hearts. 
Hearts, sensitive as the petals.
Hearts, stupid as middle
school kid
Under a mask of a smile untorn, they hide their faces dreadful.

Under the night sky, they groan like the little kids.
Under the blanket of hardcore plastic smiles, they hid their truest emotions,
and through the doors of starry charming roads, that they chose without their choice 
They hide their own understanding of life
Do you realize who are they?
You won't 
Neither do they,
The modern world teens

My pen fumbles while writing this,
and the fumbling of the pen aptly shows our life.
As the ink made of hope spills sometimes and sometimes does not flow.