‘What makes life go green?’
‘What should inspire me more?’
When clueless questions make my decisions abruptly bad, it stings!
Why I’m unable to enter the door which is left opened before me?
What obsession is pulling me back?
Should I crush my dreams? My desires…
No lucky dice ever supported my fortune. I don’t mind.
When thousands of unanswerable queries bloom in the brain,
No night rain soothes me, nor any kiss of the wind did heal me...
Is it the time you no more listen to your hearts call?
I see large plumes of dark smoke right before my eyes.
How will I come out from this speck of chaotic dust? This prickly grey!
I’ve no tears left with, but I want to cry.
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