Be that crazy ball.

Key chains lie, some funky some fly, wires hanging, like the shaheed and patriotism singing.. Mohabaat echoing out loud, can you feel it, can you feel it? They don't want to come back, let them not, love never dies, take it along to your heaven or hell, like that tight knot.. Spunge yourself in flavour, life's glittering with a lot outside, cherish what happened, and what happened had to happen.. It's a cycle, life's the bigger subject, it's the breathing cycle, sometimes you have to choke and sometimes you have to breathe.. Yoga may teach you a lot, so would art of living, but what's the point when learning is something you've given up? One life, many reasons to fall, and many more reasons to give up, but hey take it easy, No pressure should build up.. Breathe, that's all, don't be your own tar, one fucking life, be a crazy ball.. Fly.