Once i wrote......

With no one around,
Making ground.

From shaking head,
To grilling red.

Need some sweetness,
To avoid stiffness.

Pure heart going for bangs,
Sure, waiting for it to rang.

Dreamt my days of the ring,
Clicked my gadget and ping,
Lost the crowns,
Being a clown,

Heart breaks with no one around,
Am I still making ground?

Far across the ocean,
Flowing along with motion,
Followed the mob,
Now I am robbed.

Hiding my pain,
With nothing to gain,
Rolling my eyes,
To seek advice.

Played the games,
But all in vain,
Echoed my soul,
Thats not the goal.

Neglecting the dream,
To be the cream,
Career is ahead,
Thats what I have as a rest.

love is life
or
life is love

fall in love
or
rise in love

thats what I couldnt decide,
help me with it while I recite.

With no one around,
Making ground