Sometimes you get the inspiration
to write something from the inside not as always from the outside. You realized
several thoughts those were hidden somewhere now they are completely awake and
ready to come out. Today I am looking for them and searching everywhere maybe
they have something new. They want to let you know that there is a lot to do
before you reach an end. Before that you need to find out the things and believe
in a fact that something is still there.
I walked in the search of end,
But I always got a beginning for
me,
I could not see it anywhere,
I realized the things are not yet
finished,
Something is still there,
I left the imprints on my way,
I thought I would never come back,
But I was wrong as always,
I got them back as I survived
another day,
I wondered, how? I never did
anything for them,
Why are they still with me?
But nothing was clear,
And I got the same answer as
usual,
Something is still there,
There was couple of divergence,
But nothing else to help you in the
selection,
I chose the one what I felt,
I began with a new start,
Without any clue, without any
remnants,
I decided to become their part,
I felt if they were unknown,
And if I wanted to be with them,
I have to be known,
But same as before there was no
answer,
Just obscurity and gloomy night,
Deep silence without any light,
I was confused,
Why I was again and again on the
same path,
What they meant?
Still no answer, just a deep sky
To fly as much high,
Covered with thick cloud layer,
And I realized the same,
Something is still there.
It seemed life was like a e

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