And how you've gotten rid of these rotted thoughts, Ain't you goin' to redress their ruling, What if they are here to keep you in scuffling, Does it make any difference? Rather than that I've snugged them, In the jumble I'm having somewhere in my mind...
What's the worst happening, It's all about the days and nights, Wrapped up by lack of concerns, And who's here getting amused by, the discolour of time? @dayyan
Life is not perennial and that's undeniable,like things having quality assurance date,you born,you suffer,you die,then why don't you toss it out,Hey!you provoking suicidal thoughts,No I'm not,then at least find some meaning to it,and I found to be wild with death,you get yours too... @dayyan
Pretty much ignorant of self being, Then why I'm not infesting myself with void, Or even conversant about the void, All twangled and inner self of mine moaning, Its existential dread ... @dayyan