Golden Casket and Where I Belong

-Ankit Singhaniya

Golden Casket 

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I've been so consumed by myself 

Can barely see through the fog

Have no regards for others life 

It's slowly becoming a smog 

Life is hanging on to me 

With blood on my hand 

Soon she'll get off of me 

Then bury me in the land 

I hope it's in the mountains 

Where the snow is soft and cold 

Where I'm wearing a big smile 

In a casket made of gold 

Where there's no one around me 

Just birds in the sky 

Where none of my people 

Will have to fake a cry

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Where I Belong

I relax my eyes and they go all the way down 

Sad? Break up? Why do you frown?

Been dodging these questions everyone asks

Just don't know how to say that I'm sick of this town

With all the smoke inside me, and a broken heart along

Every night I sit in solace and sing this little song 

"Cage me not, just let me fly, let me glide through 

the big blue sky, let me run in the woods barefoot, 

just let me go to the place I belong"

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Her

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Oh I want to write poetry

A song with a sweet melody,

That fills the sky with light

And every wrong seems right.

That makes your heartbeat race

And brings a smile to your face,

That causes clouds to move

And gives the leaves a stir.

But even if the heavens approve

It won't be as poetic as her.