How much dreams I had and I am having...
Loss is a fact of my life. From my birth i had experienced the pain of loss. Now it became a part of my life.
Now I can't suffer more, I am tiered now, My body is tiered now, My soul is tiered now, My mind is tiered now.
I tried to run my level best to reach the dreams. But i can't gain anywhere my lakshya.
I became a desperate bird now. My conscience wants to fly far from me. I am becoming an absent-minded.
All my attempts get me into a stage of an instance of stillness. When I tries to fly back to my past, there is no one waiting there for me. And when I look forward my journey, i find so many dangerous peaks blocking me. All the doors to my ways are getting closed one-by-one.
May be all of these are some indications for the end of the life...
May be it's getting the time for me to fly away from this world...
