I attempt to figure it out
Is it cos of life's hushing rush
Which conquers my mind alltime
Or is it cos of the superiority complex
Or possessiveness or whatever
I am fed up of things
Which were close to me once
I run out of thoughts
Even to my dearies and fairies
Life is as usual in its run
Which no longer appeals me as fun
I need a word or deed
Which is my very need
A word which will invigorate
A deed making me feel venerated
Am the one ,the ONE who is me and very much me
And i wish to conquer and occupy my place ,solely......
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