life goes on and on and we go in a direction we never thought of............. it isn't like we never dreamed about certain ways of life but finally we end up being so damn complacent with what we get that we forget who we actually are . here are a few line that came out of my heart while i was enjoying my own nothingness.
Its harsh,
Cruel indeed,
To stare with pleading eyes
At the smoky sky.
The deep mist pushes the soul
To think over and over again
With profound engagement
To Nothingness.
The soul,
Its blank
Resonating the rhythm of the sky
Promising a jubilant tempest
But bleak and dull and vacant as of now
The seed of desire lies within;
But life hindered by the dark play of nothingness.
Its queer
and depressing
To see the world look up to a barren field
In hope of a valiant riot of fruits
why does the rain not come down?
and the lightning shatter the silence?
Let the seed sprout to winged desire
Let the life rise indampened by any hindrance
lets not think of an extravagant riots, folks!
Lets rejoice the life traversing
Somewhere from nothingness!
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