Living under the sky

Is there more to what we see?
May be we are moving in circles
Trying to find the end or start
Still failing day by day
Trying to define perfection itself
We are failing day by day

Up above is the sky
Endless sky 'till stars all fall
We all live under the same sky
Why reach for an endless lie
Why conquer all you reach
cos
We all will live and all will die

Humanity is what I care
Share all you bear to show you care
Tomorrow may not ever come
For then thou shall regret none
Life is not to live to the top
For in a moment you may drop

 
 -Irosha de Silva

Wings to fly

He did not own a car
But all day drove his feet
He did not have a degree
But the wisest I've ever seen

He says
We do not need to cry
When moments pass away
I may only be a man
But I know how to smile
Not when one is falling
But to bring him high
Life is what you are given
All will not say aye
They will move away
But you will still see light
Help 'em my child
For tomorrow you may die

He did not have wings to fly
But he was merry as sky

-Irosha de Silva

Perfect, not really perfect

Dear blog,
Sometimes you just wonder around waiting for a perfect moment but in truth, just ask yourself whether you've ever had a moment which you can actually call perfect? There is always something wrong or something off the hook in any moment in our life. May be that's jus' something that we have to live with.

Bitter truth : there ain' such a thing called perfection. It's merely a fantasy in our mind which we keep on dreaming about. Nothing perfect in life will come along, as one wise man those days said you jus' gotta "Take the moment and make it perfect".

Peace out.
- Irosha de Silva