Skip and slide
Twirl and spin
Recognize your truth
Let your sunshine in
Live easy
Life is a game
Play with gladness
If you think life is a game,
You had better start playing by the Rules,
As there are others waiting for a start in the game,
If you are caught breaking the rules,
And get taken out of the game.
If you get taken out of the game,
You should not be surprised when others who play by the rules,
Get a chance to play alongside your family and friends who are still in the game.
If you want to own up to your shame, for breaking the rules of the game,
There may still be time to show you can follow the rules,
And get back in the game,
But if you continue to break the rules,
You may get to have an early appointment with the inventor of the game,
Who will decide whether you are wheat or chaff.
I miss her so much every single day.
Willingly wanting to talk to her but i couldn’t find the careful words to say.
She’s so easily mistaken for her gentle foul words that she has decided to play.
For they couldn’t hear the softening decayed tune in her voice, But rather so;
Observe how quickly and swiftly a round of choices and bullets can dissolve a touché game of Russian roulette.
Life starts off as a pawn taking one step at a time
You move from one castle to another going north, south then east and west
Then you become a knight searching for your Queen
Then becoming the bishop trying to go into the right direction
You then become the King taking one step at a time finding your Queen
Your Queen is moving in all directions while the King tries to catch her
Some times another King steals your Queen then life’s game starts all over again
Black or white green or blue this game of life is the same
We all play this game fighting to survive one move at a time trying to win
She came she strived
She forged through
Making success a mockery
Your dance a mystery
Your laugh an history
It was a disturbing wonder
To leave and not be forgotten
Lying still but not silent
Breaking fetters
Crossing borders
Draining the years
Running like sand
Between her feet
She moulded an extra day
Moulding her words to life
Made rainbow across a darkened sky
Showered dew on the deadened lives
Arousing the buried night
Bringing all a troubled sleep
Bridging two worlds
Fulfilling the dream
Raking all the unripened fruits
Into a ripening basket
Inviting her world
To a ripened Feast
If life was a game of cards
I would choose the Ace of Spades
And march on like a Crusade
I would move from Hand to Hand
And become like a Jack of all Trades
Then I would pick the Queen of Hearts
And dress her up in Clubs or Flowers
I would build a castle of Hard Rock Diamond
And send the pack of sentries
In six and nine and twenty
All around they would march
Till we all fell down like a pack of cards
The grief and sorrow came into my Life,
Turn my soul change, Sharp like a Knife,
Never let down, Before the Game End,
Play it in a real, don’t left it as place we Lend,
Try your luck, For Even at last Minute,
You don’t know life after death is Infinite,
Every moment you think positive, You seems to be Fly,
It vision You strong, Put Through Your Aim High,
Don’t count what you have lost, Just see what You have Now,
Future can give back your lost things, You have to searched How! !
Life is a Question, Just like a playing (Cards) Game There,
Answer is, right now in Your Heart Here,
Life is Game, its all about Your Aim!
Burning every thing around us Just after a Flame.
M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
To each his own,
they always say.
To each his own,
is the only way.
So tell me why,
they always stray
from those very words
they so often say.
Do they really care,
or is it just unfair?
Judge not lest yea be judged!
They care not
for they begrudge.
Do as I say not as I do.
Oh, these words are
so very true.
Life is a game,
you see.
The object,
to keep your
SANITY.
What do i do when my world starts to brake
and everything i once knew turns out to be fake
i stop to look at the decision i have to face
but truely i want to get out of this place
will it hurt worse then the pain in my heart
will it feel like your tearing my body apart
will it make me remember or help me forget
all the things i did wrong that i just couldnt admit
i just want to know why my world doesnt turn
and why all i can do is watch it all burn
thoughts rush through my head as my eyes fill with tears
ive been living a lie for all of these years
watching myself die from another point of view
theres nothing you can say and theres nothing you can do
you dont know what im going thorugh so dont even try
you just have to accept that i live to die
so now its my chance and im gonna take it
i know at life i sucked but hopefully youll make it
-Spencer Coggsdale
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