Something is yet to be said or done
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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