Where do I belong?

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It only seems as a collection of wrongs
writing down my grieves in the form of few songs
been fed up of running in circles for too long
sometimes I wish if I can go along
with the twists of life
but I always fail, always stopping in the midway
wish at such moments, there can be someone to help
someone to explain, someone to ease my welt
I lost my ownself
in the hurting love of yours
hardly found the way to the lucky shores
so here I stand somewhere
some place that even I don’t know of
where do I belong?
is this the ground where roses die?
where do I belong?
is this the places where the innocents cry?
where do I belong?
running to catch things that have gone

Who says love is peace
it’s another crazy war that won’t cease
it wants nothing but your life
I changed my life, my heart for you to love me
but I could never be what you wanted to see
been fed up of these transitions of identity
I lose, am ready for penalty
in the hurting love of yours
hardly survived to the lucky shores
so here I stand somewhere
some place that even I don’t know of
where do I belong?
is this the ground where hearts of lovers bleed?
where do I belong?
is this the places where dew drops die?
where do I belong?
running to catch things that have gone

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2003)
Islamabad, Pakistan
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