Somethings

The rythm of tears
changed every second
the make of heart
never stayed constant

the pain deep inside
never could vanish
the wound of soul
could never be migrant

is this how youth begins
or is this how it ends
is this how life smiles
or is this how death prevails?

the question is why
n the question is how
an age is lost
the time is now

a life is dead
n a life is born
at expense of something
which, forever is torn

was it my fate
or was it my mistake
was it my destinty
or was it a fake

the time's been reverse
everyday, every moment
dragging back all sadness
and all distant memories

can I reverse it again
no I cannot
can I change the past
no I cannot

can it be added meaning
the chances are rare
can it bring back all
the chances are none

somethings which once gone
are just gone
somethings which once loved
are just loved

somethings which once hated
are just hated too much
somethings which once lost
are just lost

forever ...