Never before and absent in all forecasts
The present is often omitted in a canvas
A regret of past and worry of tomorrow
A time puffed out in an attempt to swallow
Celebration ends and justification instigate
In a half aimed shot a life goes to waste
Always ahead and unmissed from the chase
Lime light is often proven extortionate
A web could get lost in its own maze
Or a charm fall in an attempt to elevate
Arrogant and just to shine, we put an unwanted disguise
If it’s unreal then that mask will break
Can we run and hide at one go
Introspection never gets that low
Light is pursued and darkness averted
Life never guarantees a bouquet of florets
In a race to be admired one becomes a victim of desire
like a concert pass which is once our only target
and then washed away in the pocket
The present is often omitted in a canvasA regret of past and worry of tomorrow
A time puffed out in an attempt to swallow
Celebration ends and justification instigate
In a half aimed shot a life goes to waste
Always ahead and unmissed from the chase
Lime light is often proven extortionate
A web could get lost in its own maze
Or a charm fall in an attempt to elevate
Arrogant and just to shine, we put an unwanted disguise
If it’s unreal then that mask will break
Can we run and hide at one go
Introspection never gets that low
Light is pursued and darkness averted
Life never guarantees a bouquet of florets
In a race to be admired one becomes a victim of desire
like a concert pass which is once our only target
and then washed away in the pocket
Read something from you after a long time. It is so beautifully penned down.
ReplyDeleteThanks Namrata, nice to see you here :)
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