Pardon or Confession ..?

A mistake done is a mistake done ......
Time cannot be re-wound ......
Time's inevitable claws ........
and tasks had me bound .....

Aint sorry if it hurts ......
Cuz it hurts here too .....
Cuz love aint from one side .....
It takes two ....

- The Crooked Pen

The egotist ......

Should i speak
of what i've done
or should i think
of days to come

Everyday is a new surprise
like a shooting star in the darkened skies

Moments spent in agony
days lost in distress
Sweetest times and memories
nothing that can be replaced

Everyday that i welcome
with an open heart with the morning drums

Not a sound i hear
Not a sight i see
The darkness is playing
tricks on me

I rise above
for the rest to see
Then end it all
as they cheer for me!!

- The Crooked Pen

The writers block .....

Your hair falling in place
That smug look on your face
Looking like the harvest moon
on a simple sunday noon

So begin the first few lines
and the writers mind misaligns
The flow of words are astray
for better lines, he just prays

On vital chords he scribbles down
a silly line as ever known
He wonders what to write down next
his mind is filled with scrambled text

He gains his glory,
his hand runs fast
He pens a story
to everlast

This is not the end
but the beginning
He wrote it down
to make us think ......

- The Crooked Pen

The ending ......... To begin with!!

The light fades out,
Its dark out there,
The glowing eyes take me away.

I float in air,
My feet are numb,
I cant stand the rolling drums.

Is that you i'm waiting for?
Have you come to take me far?

He says:
Take my hand now,
Lets make it warm,
When we lose our shadows,
We cant be harmed.

I see the portal
Am i next in line?
Will i be tried for
my sins in time?

He walks beside me
I can feel his breath
But his face eludes me
Is this all thats death?

Is that you i'm waiting for?
Have you come to take me far?

I am the judge
of my acts and past
If i do the right sins
I live to last!!

- The Crooked Pen