Wednesday 27 September 2017

nobody knows

No one really knows,
How exactly it grows,
Only after the cock crows,
Do we get to notice our sorrows.

No one knows how it hurts,
Holding up the pain in personal courts,
It leads to many different outbursts,
Even as I obey gravitational force.

No one knows how I fight,
How I constantly look for a knight,
Who would hold me at night,
And shield me from twilight.

Nobody knows,
How much I have to grow,
How much I have to sow,
Nobody knows.

Friday 15 September 2017

seeking a purpose

Purpose is fated,
People make it over-rated,
Which makes me agitated,
Because there is none I created.

For a long time I searched,
Looking through all things arched,
Sometimes I would unsearch,
Sometimes I researched.

The cycle became endless,
I felt purpose less,
I now had insecurities,
And I gave in to casualties.

Luckily I got reminded,
That purpose cannot be created,
It can only revealed,
To those who believed.

Sunday 10 September 2017

ever get tired?

I wonder why I hold on,
Why I still fight,
Why I still hold on,
When passion goes on a flight.

I often become weak,
Sometimes I am motionless,
I entertain passiveness,
Although funny, I become meek.

Do you ever get tired?
Do you ever feel what I feel?,
Because sometimes I feel alone,
I feel shut out from this world.

I would never know,
Everyone seems fine to me,
Don't try saying no,
It would only agitate me.