Tuesday, 20 November 2018

Searching myself


Lurking around the thick and thorny bushes,
wandering n seeking what are my real wishes.

Perplexed in this core , trying to know something more
Thunder and waves striking my mind's shore

Threatening noise and chaos made my tears come out
Inner fragile voice spoke up - even you can shout

Definite reason behind each and everyone's existence
Does this sentence really make any sensible sense?

Time and tide waits for none, is karma the only word.
Does sky really care for any anonymous flying bird?