And so it came to be
The confusion, the pain
I look towards myself
To find when it all began
Why o why o tell me why
I strive to find the way
This never-ending urge
To steer everything away
The confused state of mind
Has been a friend I fear
Cherry dipped in wine
Or lemon in corona beer
Life o life where areth thou
Lay me a bed of roses
Cry me a river when I foul
But not without offering choices
Lay me a bed of roses,
I can fight thorns at times
But never fuck me up like this
Coz this isn’t my destiny or a will divine
3 comments:
आप बहुत खूबसूरत लिखती हैं .
Grt Yar...Loved it
Nice read!Keep writing
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