The road to hell, they say,
Is paved with good intentions;
Intentions so blur as the Devil’s smile,
Stealing every precious jewel,
In my possession.
When I sought what I didn’t have,
When I sought what I wanted,
In the midst of me and them,
Forgetting what I have.
Selfish love takes everything in its reach.
If life was a game, I would be a winner ,
But nothing is fair in the game of life ,
Life itself is not a fair game,
So I lost…