too much about those
should and could have
calls made by that self.
And not quite sure about
the life, a failure or all
just fate?
Pure dilemma!
-
Half year passed already
yet self struggles terribly.
Time could be ally,
moving on shouldn't delay.-
when you're unaware totally,
and not even have an idea of
being trapped,but you are!
Simply caught up in a maze,
of routine acts,
cycle of negation,
roller coaster of emotions,
abusive words in rhythm,
and in a loop of failures...
Trust me, not just a tale,
should believe every bit of it.
Not because words out of
pure wisdom, just chapters
learnt by a dweller been there
for a longer while...
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Burn in agony, or just
drown in depths of past,
anyway pain is always forcast for life,
but that suffering is too optional.-
Life works in so strange ways!
When long for rays of shining sun,
keeps us under the luminous
moonlight in the dark.
Try to raise above horizon,
drags us down by tied memories.
When feel have moved afar
pushes back further more.
With hope we roam around,
yet nothing gets changed;
when realize it's all about that
journey of hardships & hurrahs,
hardly left with any time at all!
Paradox or Paradise, just suit
yourselves, and ride along.-
Break the shackles of sleep and get ready to dash,
sprint the whole day for nothing just to
get tied up all again in the end,on that bed.-
It is a usual search,
through scribbles,
torn and tiny bits
fallen around,just
hoping to find that
lost peace, while
penning a piece.
-
Her and those curls, whirl in the wind so subtle,
just what those pages of life lack;the serenity!-
Wanted to be free,
alike that brid flies
above in the sky.
Not abided by rules,
fly along with the
wind, to heights
and to lows with
such ease.
Days have passed
along with years,
hardly remember
any...
Now in that closed
tiny setting called
room, feeling alone,
trapped, and free.
Well,none to visit
nor to talk, just so
longed & earned
freedom and that
lone self...-