Now, the air seems so still, so heavy,
Saturated with memories, that shall never be erased so easily, may be.
Life is at times, so lonely
Lonely amidst the company of the world around
The world that smiles, laughs and looks so cool.
Gazing at it, sometimes I wonder whether it is fortune that is rude or I am a fool.
The mind weaves a million images yet not one resembles the truth these days,
Teasing my hope, a hide and seek game, it plays.
Life is perhaps like a house of cards that falls every now and then.
Everytime it falls, it needs to be built regardless of whatever regret or pain.
When life gives no reason to smile at, let the life alone be a reason to smile for.
Appreciating every shade of the world around as it unfolds, its strangeness and its splendor.
Life seems a bit empty. Perhaps, silence is the new language for my hope.
I have few dreams wrapped in a piece of my mind. I hold it now tight to my heart.
Trying to live them with passion far from the tendencies of the world around.
Like an outlaw banished from the confines of human logic.
Living like a stoic, untouched by the thrills and sorrows of this turbulent world.
My present seems to be betraying to me. I know not what my future holds.
I walk my life, dying every moment that passes by, observing life as it unfolds.